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That bad

30 That bad       Friday afternoon. I’m working on the ePub (digital version) of my book. It’s not coming out as I envisioned, and my frustration is mounting.   The section headers are appearing on the title page of each section, and I can’t stand how it looks.   The only solution—uploading and

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Magic Tears

    My friend Tal introduced me to the poem “Butter Knife” by poet Hollie McNish. Here’s an excerpt:   my heart has pumped for 40 years without me even asking and you tell me to keep my elbows off the table to use a different knife for butter   caterpillars don’t grow wings they

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Book Excerpt 02

A Reading from the opening chapters ofRabbi Brian’s Highly Unorthodox Gospel   1:1 Radical Openness To Love Imagine you and I are in a fantastic, cosmic music academy—a beautiful, large room filled with the shiniest, most beautiful French horns.    And imagine that in this magic world, I do my best to encourage growth, minimize

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Book Excerpt

Book excerpt 2:5 Thou Shall Be Thy Own Authority Perhaps—and I say perhaps only to soften the message—an external deity isn’t the true authority of your spiritualigious life. And perhaps—again, just saying perhaps to soften the idea—no person outside of yourself is the best authority on your spiritualigious life.  This isn’t to say that you

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Go To Bed, Dad

Go To Bed, Dad.  It’s Tuesday night.  I’ve just come downstairs and entered the living room; Jane, Annie, and a beloved young friend, Calliope, are sitting there.  I’ve known Calliope since she was born 21 years ago in Los Angeles.  She’s in town to see Noah Kahan, a musician she and Annie enjoy. Consequently, last

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