By Bill Wight, NSN Board Chair It’s time for a little update, I think. Since I became chair of NSN at the end of July, I’ve written and spoken with many people about our plans for regaining a strong financial position. Today, I’m writing to put some “meat on the bones” of those plans – […]
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by Sunwolf, Ph.D. At nightfall the cuckolded and damaged king ordered another maiden and her slave brought to his chambers and took his pleasure. As the night wore on the slave spoke，”Mistress if you are not sleepy tell us one of your lovely little tales to while away the night before I must bid you
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From a 19th century literary tale attributed to Chippewa sources, retold by Fran Stallings. When I first heard this story in childhood, there was no music: the chant was just recited. I have added the chant melody and the chordal accompaniment, but I also perform it sometimes without the music, and it still works. A
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By Christopher Maier, M .A. People are starving for something that was meant to pass between them but is not presently passing. Call it a vibration if you like, or attention, or love. —Jacob Needleman I was in a university theater, and a man on a bare stage was telling stories. I was weeping quietly
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DIVING IN THE MOON HONORING STORY, FACILITATING HEALING Bubbles © Shirley Routliffe The woman slumped in the wheelchair in front of the picture window. A blue knitted hat covered her hairless head. She was draped head to foot in a blue hospital issue blanket. Fluffy white slippers with rabbit ears
By Garth Gilchrist. Growing up in the forests of western Washington, wading up maple-canopied streams and scrambling through the branches of big fir trees, I was happy. I still draw on those memories, and the leafy stories they spawned. They provide me with a good deal of my own sense of roots, values and identity.
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by Shawn Small. Our small group of Boise, Idaho, high school students sat under the shadow of the ornate, white-chalk Comayagua Cathedral in central Honduras. We circled up on the ground, most cross-legged, creating an ideal atmosphere to process an exceptionally challenging yet remarkably fulfilling week in the summer of 2007. The soft breeze, brought
DIVING IN THE MOON: HONORING STORY, FACILITATING HEALING The Story is Oblique © Donna Jacobs Sife “It’s no coincidence that just at this point in our insight into our mysteriousness as human beings struggling towards compassion, we are also moving into an awakened interest in the language of myth and fairy tale. The language of
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Maureen Evans. The parable of the Prodigal Son, from the Gospel of Luke 15:11-32, resonates with me as an apt and adaptable story about the complexity of forgiveness. The word “prodigal” means wasteful, especially with money. Rembrandt’s painting “The Return of the Prodigal Son,” hanging in The Hermitage, has a strong place in my heart.
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