Settled Stardust Feb. 14, 2017 People who think Ash Wednesday is for Catholics who forgot that they were living in the 21st Century totally don’t get it. I mean, there is part of me that knows that getting dirty and exposing my dirt is sorta taboo, but I think that makes it all the more necessary. Whilst society is doing our best just to tread the hellacious waters of absolute chaos at the unraveling of our common shared life as we know it, our ashen-poached heritage, the settled Stardust that has speckled our fragile bones with a wrinkled-radiance, and freckle-faced beauty, is screaming out to be remembered. That we might know from which we have come, and make known that which we are, and receive that which we will all be, dust to dust, as an invitation to bless and be blessed. If anything this untold story is refreshing, casting each one, of many colors, shades and flavors within the kaleidoscope of our shared humanity, in the image of one another, bone for bone, breath for breath, c