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Wednesday, August 27, 2008. This little light of mine. I sit in a dark room and stare at three lit candles. The room is still and the flames hardly move. What is it about fire? There is no dancing or flickering of light, no wild movements or cackling sounds emanating from the flames. There are only three simple flames sitting in a bed of sand. The flames cast light on a wooden monk worn with age, an angel with her hands in prayer, and the top of Buddhas head. We light fires and dance.

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