In the middle of the night, toes burning, I find – awake, on the sofa – that life can be bathed in holy light, in darkness. The monks chant on my phone. I know what I am grateful for… *…
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In the middle of the night, toes burning, I find – awake, on the sofa – that life can be bathed in holy light, in darkness. The monks chant on my phone. I know what I am grateful for… *…