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Find a place to sing.

Updated: Oct 15, 2021

Two of those killed in the synagogue were a couple in their 80s. Like my folks are. Like my mom who opened her upstairs window tonight and said "Call me when you get there." Every second of their lives is gold to me.

Our human family is so off track that there are more and more of us that can't find that heart treasure anywhere. We pick up a gun because it can be easier to be evil than powerless, easier to be evil than alone. There's more and more a family of the angry, a family that finds belonging by hurting.

One way to find a home, even for a moment, is by singing together. For that homecoming, you don't need to think of yourself as a singer. You are good enough, you are good enough, you are good enough. Every voice adds exponentially to their neighbor's. It's a strength-in-numbers situation if there ever was one.

We are leaving each other and ourselves out in the cold.

Come inside.

Find a place to sing.


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