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In 1985 I was in Africa attending the UN Conference on Women. On the week-end of my 49th birthday a friend and I signed up for a three-day safari that took us to Amboseli Park in Tanzani and I experienced the gift of a very moving spiritual experience as well as the excitement of seeing lions up close and tall, stately giraffes running free - as they were meant to.
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I tell that story
HERE.
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