Smurf Cookies, Dragons, Neural Highways, and the Power of Myth
The Art of Sacred Reception
One of my earliest memories is eating Smurf Cookies. You can’t find these cookies on the shelf any longer, but the memory takes me back to kindergarten. I remember coming home from the grocery store with my mother, and once inside the house, out came these delicious little morsels.
Memory is a strange thing. On the one hand, …
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