Scandinavian and African American History Month

I can right now reach into my current toolkit, bring out the skills that I have, and use them as mirrors to reflect the beauty and dignity of that something, even if it feels foreign.

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True Love, Gray Music, and Old Hair

Hear a darling song (and funny commercial!) in the style of an old fashioned radio show.

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You Raise Me Up

Sometimes my mountain is about the size of a step stool, but compared to the hole I just crawled out of I practically scaled Everest. Sometimes my stormy seas are about the depth of a full sink of dishes, but I might as well have surfed a tidal wave. Sometimes the shoulders I stand on are themselves shaking with sobs.
And in our quaking togetherness we become more than we can ever be on our own.

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