Haight Ashbury

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Hendrix’s House

 

There’s this neighborhood in San Fran where history and progression collide. It’s like that part at the end of the Great Gatsby, where Nick talks about the green light of the future simultaneously existing with the waves dragging the boats back into the past. It’s history, but also innovation. This section of town is called Haight Ashbury, named after two streets that intersect in the center of the neighborhood. In the Haight, you’ll find culture and life, love and acceptance. Jimmy Hendrix lived here. So did Janis Joplin and Jefferson Airplane. Because, you know, they built that city on Rock and Roll.

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Grace is a journey not a destination

 

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I’m starting to learn that grace is a journey, not a destination. You don’t arrive at grace one day and say, “Finally, I’ve made it.” Nor do you attain grace by work and accomplishments as if enough time and effort provides you with grace. Grace is an ever-present dynamic that you never outgrown, have your quota filled, or find it unnecessary.

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Catcher in the Rye Spirituality

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Every once in a while I feel like Holden Caulfield, the main character in The Catcher in the Rye. If you’ve read the book, you know he’s a self-centered, pessimistic adolescent trying to understand life and love and other mysteries. Seems like a weird comparison to make, but you’ll have to trust me. I first read the story quite a few years ago and I didn’t care for it. But time has a way of changing your mind.

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