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St. Kateri Tekakwitha
I smell the wax burning. The purity of bees’ wax calms me. I recall that as a small cian, I sat by the fire during the long winter months, and shivered as the wind spoke to the clouds in loud gusts. The flames of the oetseira comforted me then. Now the candle’s flames remind me we do not walk alone...
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