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December 04, 2010

Mosaic of Memories

Mosaic of Memories

Once in a lifetime does a program such as Semester come around—a sabbatical of monkish life, of intense study and habitual seclusion with forty other people. Sadly, only a limited number of lifetimes will actually taste what can take place in three months inside these wooden walls. Friday night, those three months culminated in a wonderful graduation ceremony celebrating our…

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December 04, 2010

Reclaiming Culture

Reclaiming Culture

For three months, we devoted our time to intellectual growth. We explored tough theological questions, studied ideas and their consequences, and contemplated how these areas of study relate to living a good life. Our time here has now come to an end, dispersing us across the continent. Each of us is called to a different family, a different town, and…

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December 04, 2010

Reminiscence

Reminiscence

The last weekend of the semester is here and all of us at Snow Wolf Lodge are anxious with the anticipation of returning to our families. Though many of us are ready for the semester to end, the thought of leaving this place that has slowly become our home is hard to embrace. Change is coming. We all know it.…

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December 04, 2010

TTFN

TTFN

Written on three hours' sleep in the last forty. Bear with me. I don't know what to write. Nothing fits. The rooms are too empty and the walls are bare. People are still here, but it feels vacant. Over the last 24 hours I have watched 21 of my 30 best friends leave. Some leave in large groups, some leave in pairs, but they are all leaving. We are all leaving. This is a scary thought. I have said “Goodbye? many times before. I have never been good at it. There is some standard in the back of my mind that, try as I might, I cannot meet. The hugs are too weak. The words aren't powerful enough. The goodbye, which could be perfect, is instead boring, trite, and anticlimactic. It could be a moment that, years later, people will remember with a special fondness. It could bring closure. But it never does. No matter how hard I try or how much of myself I put into it, saying goodbye never leaves me feeling properly satisfied. The loose ends are still untied. And my goodbye should change that.

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