Had a rough week, and the morning pages keep getting weirder. The Artist’s date this week took me to Oakland’s Mormon Temple. It provided surprising serenity that I did not even know I needed. It has inspired a future Musing Mormonism post, because that place is wild. It felt like the Ritz Carlton, on steroids. I wrote a poem as I watched a gorgeous sun…
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