In the hallways of my mother�s Continuing Care Retirement community, residents hang art work from their former homes. A walk through the apartment buildings offers clues to the musings, passions, and idiosyncrasies of the residents of this dignified village. Outside my mother�s door is a black and white framed poster, a reminder, actually, of a national church body�s old fundraising campaign. The graphic is simple-- two figures sit facing each other under a tree. Beneath the figures the text reads: We are the harvest of someone else's hope. We sit under trees we did not plant. We plant trees under which we will never sit."Welcome to the Northeast Ohio Blogging community. You'll find wonderful people here, many of whom along with friends throughout the blogsphere appreciate what others have planted and are commited to paying it forward. Knowing that Jack is helping Lois set up her blog and it one of the themes she'll be reflection on, I thought I'd point out some books on Wholeness for you.
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