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“As I thought and read about these things and wanted to know more about prayer and meditation and how all this related to the rest of my life, I talked with my minister. … With the minister's help, I sought out a person. … [and] I was thrilled when the spiritual director turned out to be a nun. I hoped she might give me some clandestine Catholic formula. … So I went to see her and got out my notebook to take down instructions, eager to do anything she advised, even if it involved beads and incense (artifacts terrifying to the imagination of a boy once dunked as a Baptist). She told me to go look at a tree.”
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