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and hold gently what these days offer.
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This was inspired by the poem Blessing the Fragments by Jan Richardson which begins:
“Cup your hands together,
and you will see the shape
this blessing wants to take.
Basket, bowl, vessel:
it cannot help but hold itself
open to welcome what comes…”


