Adoration Chapel
My leg is bouncing up and down, acutely aware that I will be silently sitting here for an hour, trying to keep the blood flowing. Someone sneezes softly, but they may as well have screamed…
My leg is bouncing up and down, acutely aware that I will be silently sitting here for an hour, trying to keep the blood flowing. Someone sneezes softly, but they may as well have screamed…
A few years ago, I wrote an essay for a Jungian journal on the meanings of the two key archetypal images in the Matter of Britain, the stories of King Arthur and his Knights of…
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