On January 11, 2025, 天美视频 hosted its third annual community-wide Day of Scholarship on campus in Seattle during our Winter Residency, connecting community members to the wider disciplinary and interdisciplinary conversations across our institution. This year鈥檚 theme 鈥淓ngaging (An)other鈥� emphasized the work of Dr. Esther Meek and her contributions as our current Senior Scholar including the . This publication, Dr. Meek’s gift to 天美视频, served as an opportunity for faculty and staff to model and practice engaging in discourse with each other. Day of Scholarship 2025 featured a panel discussion highlighting the eight essays where faculty and staff responded to “.” Current students, alumni, staff, and faculty also presented research posters and facilitated breakout sessions, discussing aspects of their research, work, and publications, as noted in the tables below. During this third year of Day of Scholarship, participants once again had opportunities to explore key questions that 天美视频 community members are pursuing in their work and research in Seattle and across the country.

Day of Scholarship 2025 Poster Presentations

Day of Scholarship 2025 Breakout Session Presenters

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Commencement is a foundational part of 天美视频鈥檚 annual rhythm, full of ritual, symbolism, beauty, and depth to help mark the meaningful, transformational work to which these students have committed themselves鈥攁nd to welcome them into the next phase of their journey as alumni. This cohort in particular faced unique challenges due to the pandemic, shifting much of their final coursework and internships online. Through many obstacles they persevered to not only cross the finish line, but complete their degrees with great courage and determination.

鈥淐ommencement marks a season of endings and beginnings. It is a time of gratitude for the grace of God during the journey, and for the courage to persist in the midst of struggle. This moment affirms and celebrates a renewed call to life鈥檚 adventure and service,鈥� said Dr. J. Derek McNeil, President of 天美视频.

This year鈥檚 ceremony will feature student voices Bina Ellefsen (MA in Counseling Psychology), Emma Groppe (MA in Theology & Culture), and Milli Haase (Master of Divinity). The ceremony will also feature special music from Jodi Bagge, a graduating MA in Counseling Psychology student.

Due to COVID-19 restrictions, only graduating students and one guest may gather in person for the celebration of the 60 students who are completing their time as students at 天美视频. While we are unable to invite our community to join us in person, you can join us live via our .

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Matt Inman is a psychotherapist in private practice and a second-year student of the RFPT program. In an in-depth interview, Matt provides insight into his participation as a student in the program and the ways in which the experiential learning process and tight-knit community of clinicians has revitalized his practice and relationships.

What initially drew you to the Relationally Focused Psychodynamic Therapy (RFPT) post-graduate certificate?

It鈥檚 difficult for me to talk about the program in general without connecting it first to my attraction to it. The short answer is that I found myself 10 years removed from formal training and I was knee-deep in building a private practice and raising a young family. While I needed more training, I knew time was precious for me with little ones and I knew I wasn鈥檛 willing to throw $65,000 at a PhD or analytic certificate. RFPT checked that box of excellent depth work in a context that fit my world in Austin, Texas.

But there is always more to the story. I have always admired Dr. Roy Barsness. He brings his whole self to an analytic world that often wants to stay in the theoretical playgrounds of the mind. I found him each year to be a source of refreshment, bringing spontaneity and honesty when the moment called for it. It was all the stuff that my heart longed for in therapy as well as within family and friendships. And while I could find that on my own from time to time, I knew that my ego and the expectations of others often detracted from a truer way of being.

When we met up for coffee at a conference a few years back, Roy told me about the RFPT program and invited me to join. I knew instantaneously that I would join but I kept my cool for a bit longer. What truly got me was that he said the program was designed for seasoned therapists in private practice who both desire more training and need respite from the rigours of the therapeutic work.

Oh. My. Dear. Lord.

I can suppress with the best of them, shoving my true experience down to my ankles. But when I heard those particular words put together in just the right way, those words became hands that reached down and grabbed my heart. For the last twelve years I had done addiction work in Dallas, church planting in Hollywood, started a counseling center, a podcast, a magazine, and a private practice in Austin alongside starting a family. I was exhausted. And I was exhausted from contorting my life and schedule every which way to stave off the reality of exhaustion. Denial can get us pretty far down the road of burnout.

It was only in the quiet moments that I could admit that I was growing tired of contorting my life every which way to keep going. I had a deep desire to live vibrantly, both personally and professionally, and yet I was growing distant from myself and my patients. This all took the shape of boredom, rumination, untimely moments of anger with my kids, and a hopelessness so faint it was unnameable.

So you can imagine that I was all ears when Roy said that if we are exhausted, we are most likely doing the work wrong. Not wrong like we aren鈥檛 helping but wrong in the way that we aren鈥檛 really in the room ourselves. I didn鈥檛 go into the program expecting a miracle, but rather to come back into contact with myself and the work that had felt like a stranger for far too long.

What have you been surprised by in this relationally focused program?

I have really experienced a deepening of what I would have called depth. Haha! The floor really dropped out from under me in the first few case studies we processed in our small group cohort. There was so much more to what I was calling 鈥渃onnective鈥� in the past. What I thought to be theoretically interesting or a possible re-enactment between myself and my patient was only the surface, and with the help of the instructors and group members, we almost certainly would find dynamics deeper and closer to me than I鈥檇 care to admit. It can be a bit disorienting鈥攖he unconscious, the growing awareness, the interplay between two people.

As I have sat week in and week out doing the work with fellow clinicians, I have not only grown to love and care for them but also to love and care for myself and my patients in new ways. My work has become much more engaging, I am more present with myself, and I can hold what I am experiencing confidently and with a loose grip.

The first year I saw myself become more enlivened at home and in my work. I still find myself exhausted, which is what I am working on as a second year student. I am finding that the more I am showing up, the more I am better able to set boundaries and work through conflict. RFPT is, in some ways, a conflict model that encourages you to not sit back and nod with 鈥渒ind regards鈥� but to locate yourself, show up and work through what is emerging precisely because you have taken up space. For someone fighting through self-doubt and people pleasing, you can imagine my struggle with such a process. But you can probably sit with it for a few more moments and anticipate my delight and earned resilience that comes from not only owning my own experience but truly walking with my patients through old haunts and new connections forged through authenticity.

How does the RFPT program compare to other continuing education opportunities you’ve been a part of as a therapist?

I have attended some really great workshops but most tend to engage the mind primarily. RFPT is the first continuing education program that reverses the order typical to learning models. Instead of learning the theory and then trying to experience it in case studies or role play, RFPT goes straight into consultations where the theory is played out and felt at visceral levels. It is only after we have felt it, experienced it that we begin to talk about it in any kind of theory or technique.

This is big for me because I can attend an all-day RFPT event and leave feeling like my brain doesn鈥檛 hurt. Rather, when I need to go for a walk it’s because I need to process my feelings and what the hell just happened! To me, this feels much more aligned with the relational work we all do in psychotherapy or any other helping profession.

Besides the training aspect, how has the program helped give some respite in the private practice world, particularly going through it during the pandemic?

I initially saw them as very separate things, the training and the respite. But it鈥檚 all about what Roy calls 鈥渓ocating yourself鈥� and being able to 鈥渞eceive yourself鈥� along the way. Receiving myself doesn鈥檛 mean I like all of me or that I am even ahead of my patients in every way but it does mean that I am able to see and am willing to work what is within me rather than live in a numbed state of denial. The more we deepened into the training program, the more I had to encounter my exhaustion, my aversion to setting boundaries for myself in fear of being 鈥渢oo rigid鈥�, etc. And to do all of this with fellow clinicians who are doing the very same work becomes a salve to a profession that can make all of us more isolated and guarded than we鈥檇 care to admit.

It has been sad to not be able to meet in person like we did the first quarter of the process. We met off Bainbridge Island, a magical place I knew nothing about beforehand. We are dead set on meeting up in person before our program comes to an end in large part because our bonds have grown very close during the pandemic. It has kept me feeling connected to myself and the group during this complex time in which I feel a general malaise covering all my overwhelmed feelings.

This program has helped me come home to myself in new ways. When I find myself bored, distracted, or going down well-worn paths of fear, I have a better mind around what I may be experiencing and how to cue back in to the 鈥榟ere and now鈥� emerging right before me. It reminds me of a David Whyte line (Seattle folks should like that!), 鈥淵ou know that the antidote to exhaustion is not necessarily rest?鈥� The antidote to exhaustion is wholeheartedness.鈥�

What might you tell a curious therapist about why they should consider RFPT?

I will shoot you straight. If any of my words have landed and you have felt their weight and impact, I strongly urge you to consider and talk with someone from the program. It is a rare thing to find a program out there that is both affordable and creates change that you鈥檇 expect from traditional graduate programs. Psychotherapy has the potential of bringing you closer to yourself or further away from yourself, and most of us need community and guidance to ensure the former.

If you are looking to grow as a clinician and don鈥檛 need more letters after your name, I can鈥檛 think of a better program. It fits into my busy schedule of 30+ patients a week and I鈥檝e never doubted its worth monetarily. If you are wanting to extend your skill, hone your intuition, and be a part of a meaningful community, this is the program for you.

Is there anything else you would like to add about your experiences?

Wherever and however you come into this interview, I鈥檇 like to share a blessing by John O鈥橠onohue that encapsulates my experience of therapeutic work that the RFPT program has helped re-energize. I hope these words can be true for me and you today.

A Blessing For Work by John O鈥橠onohue

鈥淢ay the light of your soul bless your work
With love and warmth of heart.

May you see in what you do the beauty of your soul.

May the sacredness of your work bring light and renewal
To those who work with you
And to those who see and receive your work.

May your work never exhaust you.

May it release wellsprings of refreshment,
Inspiration, and excitement.

May you never become lost in bland absences.

May the day never burden.

May dawn find hope in your heart,
Approaching your new day with dreams,
Possibilities, and promises.

May evening find you gracious and fulfilled.

May you go into the night blessed,
Sheltered, and protected.

May your soul calm, console, and renew you.鈥�

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Matt Inman is a psychotherapist in private practice in Austin, Texas. He is also a second-year student of the Relationally Focused Psychodynamic Therapy post-graduate certificate. He is the host of Inefficiency Podcast, a show focused on going out of our way for that which we love the most. He also publishes e, a journal that helps support the reflection, curiosity, and wisdom found in psychotherapy.

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For the past nine years, I have the privilege of teaching Being the Word on the Street: Developing Intercultural Competency. The class is delivered in three movements: our past lineage, our present relations, and our future imagination.

Our Past Lineage: We begin our study by reading the works of three historians: Ron Takaki’s A Different Mirror: A History of Multicultural America, Nell Painter鈥檚 The History of White People, and Ibram Kendi鈥檚 Stamped from the Beginning: A Definitive History of Racist Ideas in America. Each of these authors exposes our shared history in the United States as it relates to race, illuminating how public policy, policing, education, and healthcare have been shaped by racist and racialized ideas. This is our lineage and it impacts how we live together, and how we see each other.

Our Present Relations: Jeff Chang鈥檚 We Goin鈥� Be Alright: Notes of Race and Desegregation and Ibram Kendi鈥檚 work are profoundly helpful in teaching us about the current state of race in the U.S. and our ability or inability to relate to each other. The second movement builds awareness of four different levels of at play in all human interactions. Our relating is far more complex than simply person to person. Human difference is informed by Systemic forces that influence our ways of knowing, Organizational culture (s) that develops unspoken meaning-making mechanism, Interpersonal communication dynamics and intrapsychic, deeply internal views of the self and the other. Students begin to connect how history we share and the varying levels of relating inform every human interaction.

Our Future Imagination: Finally, with the help of some wise guides from the community, we explore a theological and sociological imagination for relating across differences as equals. Eric Law鈥檚 The Wolf Shall Dwell with the Lamb: Spiritual Leadership in a Multicultural Community explores the power dynamics across differing cultures and offers simple strategies to facilitate communication and understanding across those differences. With this is our text we begin to engage in conversation with leaders who have built bridges and are creating truly miraculous symbiotic multicultural discourse

At the end of each term, students are asked to create a presentation that explores the history of the United States as it relates to diversity, how this history has shaped our identity and impacted community, and how we as a community could imagine a new future with each other. I find myself often struck by the creativity of these projects and humbled by the deep listening each student has done to build the presentation. The following two projects are examples of the work of our students are doing as we explore what it means to work towards cultural credibility and strive to be a therapeutic presence in a world of difference.

The Impact of COVID-19 on the BIPOC and Unhoused Communities of Seattle

by Milli Haase, an MATC student

鈥淭his project was an opportunity for students to create a visual experience – to capture the ways racism was / is constructed and continues to impact communities, all while drawing on course resources. Ron’s invitation provided for a more visceral experience. Given the recent outbreak of COVID, I’m grateful that Ron allowed me the space to connect the outbreak to Seattle’s own racist systems, to show that this outbreak is really unveiling our own violent structures for what they really are. Yes, it is true that nobody is born hating another person because of the color of their skin. People must learn to hate, and if they can learn to hate, they can be taught to love (Mandela), and also: racism is the very system we have been born into and benefit from. We are not born into a world in which we are not racist until taught to be. Rather, we are born into a world in which by systemic default we must actively engage to be anti-racist.鈥�
-Milli

A Journey Towards Cultural Credibility: Informing Anti-Racist Living

by Christina Bergevin, an MATC student

鈥淭his presentation was the culminating project for RLM520 – Being the Word On the Street: Developing Intercultural Competency; the second class on multicultural narratives and American racism that I have taken at 天美视频. Thanks to Dr. Ron Ruthruff for introducing our class to challenging authors, dynamic community leaders, and sobering conversations that begin to shape and grow the theological, historic, and cultural understanding needed in the work of racial justice and anti-racist policy.鈥�
-Christina

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Let the sun wake you up. Grind the beans, heat the water,
and make your cup of coffee. Enjoy it. Drink it slowly. Notice how your
pour-over tastes much better than the drip brew at work.

Don鈥檛 make the news your lectionary. Give
thanks. Meditate. Pray. Pause before you
open your device. Listen to the birds outside
of your window.

Work hard, but take breaks. Pay attention to your body. Get
out of the stiff kitchen chair at your makeshift desk. Stretch.
Breathe. Make a cup of tea. Go on a long walk in the middle
of the day.

Let your son distract you. Let your dog rest her head on your
lap. Pressing send one more time will not change the world.
Replacing your anxiety with presence just may though.

Breath in,
鈥淭his is not…,鈥�
Breath out,
鈥渁ll up to me.鈥�

Breathe in the air shared by every other human on this earth.
You are not alone in this wildness.

Stop working and disconnect. Dig your hands into the soil. Call that
person you kept telling, 鈥渨e should get lunch sometime,鈥� But never did
because you were too busy 鈥� or too terrified they would rather not.
Let yourself feel the weight of the world in your hands.
Run your fingers across the ocean. Hear the trees breathe
in renewed air.

Clasp your loved one鈥檚 hand from far away. Grieve with them that
they couldn鈥檛 walk at graduation. Or that she labored alone for two
hours while waiting for a room.

Hold the earth just long enough to recognize it is far too heavy to
place on your back. Set it down. Watch the sunset and hold onto
gratitude for this single day.

Sacred Space is curating a virtual gallery to offer space to communally share how we are processing in this season. We would love to be witnesses to the ways you have been showing up with yourself to grieve and lament. to submit a photo of your art, a written piece, a recording of you playing music, or any other form of processing. In the coming weeks, you can visit the Intersections blog to see artists highlighted.

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鈥淗ow are you grieving? In what creative and available ways have you found for your body to express its pain?鈥� Melissa Deeken, MATC and MACP student

Sacred Space is curating a virtual gallery to offer space to communally share how we are processing in this season. They would love to be witnesses to the ways our students have been showing up with themselves to grieve and lament. to submit artwork, a written piece, a musical recording, or any other form of processing.

鈥� reflects what this time has allowed/required me to do鈥攕low down. Amidst that slowness, I’ve been surprised to receive guidance, support and blessings from the plant allies that are providing food, medicine, and keeping our ecosystems in balance at all times and especially now amidst pandemic.鈥�

Kate Fontana’s patronus is a peregrine falcon. She thrives on ambiguity, karaoke, and the worlds of youth fantasy fiction. She struggles with single-use plastics, small-talk, and to get anywhere on time. She is a Sagittarius, an auntie, and a third-year MDiv student. You can visit her blog at .

鈥淎fter an initial five weeks of enjoying the slowing down that the quarantine provided, during the fifth week I began to feel a building anxiety and a feeling of overwhelm. My process of grounding myself started with yoga, tapping exercises, and meditation. Yet while it aided in reconnecting to myself, it wasn’t until I started mixing colors on my palette and putting some force into my brush strokes that I began to feel the transfer of my emotions onto the canvas, and an eventual emotional release. There is something cathartic about mapping a color to an emotion and assembling them together into a mosaic. The process helped me identify areas where my body was holding emotional tension and where I needed to tend to myself the most.鈥�

Yuliya is a Seattle-based photographer, writer and grad student of Counseling Psychology, playing in the intersecting spaces of trauma and creativity. You can see Yuliya鈥檚 photography at .

鈥淔rida was a woman who bore her discomfort and worked through adversity. These are times of adversity and she inspires me.鈥�

Danielle is a mother of four (ages 14, 12, 10 and 8), wife of one awesome guy, and graduating with a Masters in Counseling Psychology from 天美视频 of Theology & Psychology. She is honored to be a regular contributor to and her and . She plans to open a private practice. Her loves are my four children and husband. You can find the #supersixcastillejos reading Mo Willems and other various books, hiking, creating spaces for art, and adventuring together. Her heart is to bear witness to the stories untold by the marginalized, silenced, and bodies seeking healing. As a survivor herself, she fights together with clients for love, justice, truth, and honor. Learn more about Danielle by following .

鈥淥ne of the ideas I’m trying on in solitude is: soft is good. Soft words, soft thoughts, soft body. This does not come naturally to me.

I like rough edges and abrasive things like critiques and analyses and freezing cold water and hard, unsquashable objects like river rocks and steel, like concrete buildings that cut the light into clean lines. Soft makes me suspicious.

A long time ago in school critiques, one of my art professors would always take my hands. Cracked, stained, maybe bleeding, they bore the brunt of whatever work had just been finished. These? He would say, ignoring whatever sculpture I had hurled my body at for the past two weeks. These hands are the piece.

And this need for steel and concrete, this need to hurl myself against unyielding impenetrable boundedness is not because tough calls out to tough like deep to deep. The craving to feel cool unyielding solidity outside comes from somewhere deep within where, in a really terrifying sense, I’m soft too.

As my own boundedness grows new and fragile in some places, calloused in others, I feel the gentle but reliable edges of my own skin from the inside out. There is soft and steel in here, too. As smooth and cool as a river stone and as easily squashed as a freshly baked roll all at once.

And still: how scary to be soft. How terrifying to let the concrete be out there and grow a skeleton inside, to touch surfaces that might collapse. How strange but strong to feel the texture of my internal world softening and hardening at once, like new skin growing under a scab.鈥�

Ellen Cline is a MACP student interested in body as an instrument of research, art, and healing. She is committed to growing out her hair during this time of isolation. She will not buzz her head. You are all witnesses. To view more of Ellen鈥檚 work, visit .

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These words of the prophet Jeremiah situate themselves in a devastating part of Judah鈥檚 history鈥攖he destruction of Jerusalem. As it lay in ruins, Jeremiah speaks of what the community is collectively grieving in the death of their beloved city and the thrust into exile for the third time.聽 They are a people desperate for hope. For restoration. For shalom. says that, 鈥淪halom requires lament鈥� because its very nature is to 鈥渆mbrace the suffering other.鈥�¹ In a time when we as God’s people yearn for a collective shalom, we are reminded that we must first enter into a collective lament.

On April 8, 天美视频鈥檚 Sacred Space group hosted a virtual lament service to create a space for individual and collective mourning over the losses of what we knew as life. Faculty, staff and students gathered to see the faces of the suffering other and to collectively lament鈥攊n song, word, and prayer. We ended our time by praying through a poem by Christine Valters Painter, pausing at each stanza to write the names of those heavy on our hearts, to write our laments, our pain, our grave sense of scattered losses. It was a raw and beautiful time to pour our hearts out like water in the presence of the Lord.

During the service, artist and alumnus Kate Creech ² acted as a witness to our community lament and created this piece of art to hold our feelings of confusion, anger, and grief. As she scrolled through the suffering faces and words of those in attendance, her brushstrokes acted as 鈥渆xpressions of what was both spoken and unspoken.鈥� We are grateful for her witness and illustration of this sacred evening.聽

Artwork by Kate Creech

While the service is over, our lament is not. Grief will continue to come in waves as we endure the changes we have been forced to adapt to and as we long for the presence of the ones we live life with the most.聽聽

How are you grieving? In what creative and available ways have you found for your bodies to express its pain?聽 Kate reminds us that artistic expressions can act as a mouthpiece for our souls鈥� greatest afflictions, containers for our unspeakable laments. We stand suspended in a time that knows not its return to life as we knew it. As you hold these tensions and uncertainties, know that our is necessary to see our shalom.聽聽聽

Sacred Space is curating a virtual gallery to offer space to communally share how we are processing in this season. We would love to be witnesses to the ways you have been showing up with yourself to grieve and lament.聽 to submit a photo of your art, a written piece, a recording of you playing music, or any other form of processing. In the coming weeks you can visit the Intersections blog to see artists highlighted.

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鈥擠r. Chelle Stearns

Today we are sharing a collection of submissions from , an annual publication that exists to promote the craft of writing and showcase literary excellence produced by members of our community.

Veneration

by Ellen Cline

The day after she said she longed to die
I drove away from Church of the Holy Trinity.
I had been sifting Father Ben鈥檚 homily
For some thick root of grace to put between my teeth,
Like bracing for sharp pain without anesthesia.
I鈥檇 knelt and stood and knelt, my mind two feet above my body
Seeking comfort in the piety I could not feel
But soaked through witness from the second pew to last.
I saw old Thom.
Thom, with his staff in hand, tall as his head,
and thick around. He needs it to move,
To stand, to bend, to kneel, on knees torn up by shrapnel.
Vietnam, his wife said. I used to fire pottery in her garage.
Before cancer. Before her seven cats were spread
Among the parish for safekeeping.
Thom would be sitting by the door, smoking a cigarette.
His hand would tremor when he took it from his lips.
Sometimes he鈥檇 stare, sometimes he鈥檇 see me to my soul
And pull me to his whiskered face, eyes like black holes.
That Sunday, when I came to church
Long-stretched and worn, I fell into a pew
Loosing tears that seeped endless
Into my cardigan. I watched Thom up front.
I saw his old head bowed. I heard him shuffle
Slow and painful steps to read the Psalter in a voice that didn鈥檛 shake.
Not like his hands, which trembled as he raised them
When we stood to sing the closing mercy.
He did that every week, both arms outstretched
To the wooden cross at front of the chapel,
Hands quaking visibly above his gray and balding head.
Sometimes he鈥檇 fling them wide
Through the cloud of incense and my breath would catch,
Thinking of the nightmares in his eyes sometimes.
O Lord God,
Lamb of God,
Son of the Father
Who takest away the sins of the world
Have mercy upon us.
Receive our prayer.
He鈥檇 seen me in the back afterward and came close
To clasp my hand in his two trembling ones.
I hadn鈥檛 been there in a year. He knew me though.
How are you Thom I鈥檇 said.
Better now he鈥檇 said.
I set the vision of his raised arms between my teeth
Now when I wake, miles from the cross.

Wildness

by Rachel Luke

the wildness
I feel her howling inside of me
stretching as she awakes
after years of my silencing her
I am frightened of her energy
the goodness
of her untamed strength
she could take me anywhere
but oh how I love adventure
and even if I tremble
I鈥檓 headed into the wild
to find who I have always been

The Crows

by Kyle Petricek

They show up in my writing
They flitter over my shoulder
They call out into the world
What are you doing here?
They followed me across the country.
There was no escaping them
Their laughter woke me up
What are you doing here?
I can鈥檛 get away from them.
I can鈥檛 unsee them.
I can鈥檛 unhear them
What are you doing here?
Beauty seems to unfold in its own time
Its not to be forced or coerced
It wont be opened a moment sooner
It will not be missed
Perhaps they were telling me to stop
To see
To hear
What I cannot

To learn more about submitting to Lit, .

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