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Under our skin live many other souls, folx we've known in our own lifetimes who made an impression on our hearts, and many more who came before us and who we never knew face to face, but who gave us our DNA, the roads on which we travel, and the ideas we riff on. Remembering that we are because of many who came before and alongside us can be an almost startling reminder of the miracle and mystery of being. At the same time, it can be grounding to observe ourselves in the flow of history, doing our part in our season of life. Who do you love that lives on under your skin?