Painting my prayers : Marks for Las Vegas

  In times of great sorrow, may you learn to be with the knowing and not lose your joy. In times of great collective undoing, may you maintain a strong connection to your inner self. In the journey of intense grief, may you feel everything, and not lose your way home. In times when it…

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  The morning worship felt threatening. I wasn’t sure what was being threatened; I just had a sense something went very wrong. I had prickly skin and all but no language for what I was experiencing. Emotional electricity lit up my insides like a thunder bolt. What is this? I wondered. Rage? Fear? Despair? Betrayal? I was at church to…