Faith in Vermont
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Faith Gong: Singing an old song
It’s a difficult time for those who prioritize kind discourse and caring for others, who flinch at policies and rhetoric that seem designed to shock and divide further;…
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Faith Gong: Herons and forgiveness
I don’t know why birds so often show up in my life, and therefore in my writing. But they do, often serving as conduits for some sort of…
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Faith Gong: Some Labor Day meditations
I have said it before, but here is what I’d like us all to know: You are allowed to change. That may seem obvious, but it is one…
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Clippings: Mystery house didn’t disappoint
Our family recently enjoyed an epic trip to California — a trip that lasted two weeks and spanned 6,500 miles.
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Faith Gong: The mystery behind the Winchester Mystery House
In an epic 6,500-mile trip to their old stomping grounds in California, Faith and Erick barely scratched the surface of their family history, but they did take their…
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Faith Gong: Looking backward, moving onward
A couple of weeks ago, I spent the afternoon cleaning out the basement. Our basement is unfinished, cement floors and exposed beams, and it has become a repository…
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Faith Gong: Starlings in the stove
It begins with a faint flutter, like a rustle of paper. Enough to make you stop and listen, wondering if you might have imagined it.
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Faith Gong: Beautiful Things: Change
There are many innovations that I’d like to stuff back into Pandora’s box: social media, crop tops, and weapons of mass destruction come to mind. But as I…
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Faith Gong: Beautiful Things: Haymaker Bun Co.
My adventure of choice has nothing to do with hiking trails, rock faces, or trapezes. My favorite adventure with my children is to take them to breakfast at…
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Faith Gong: Beautiful Things: Tri-Valley Transit
After a season in which I delved into the difficult issues of middle age, change, and raising teenagers, perhaps it’s time for something a bit more hopeful.
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Faith Gong: Why you should watch ‘Bluey’
One of the effects of our children getting older is the fragmenting of our family. That sounds dramatic, but although it sometimes makes me (and the youngest siblings) a…
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Faith Gong: Basketball, a love story
Around the time he turned two years old, my son began noticing basketball hoops everywhere. Driving through town, we’d be startled by periodic shouts of “Basketball!” from the…
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Faith Gong: Driver’s license
I’m not the type of mother who typically makes a big deal out of my children’s major life milestones. With five children, my brain simply lacks the capacity to…
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Faith Gong: Looking for the light
At the close of my last column, in September 2023, I announced that I’d be taking a brief sabbatical and expressed my hope that I’d return to writing…
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Faith Gong: Living the questions
There was a moment in my mid-20s when I realized that I might not have my own opinions about anything.

