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  • Stay

    Stay. Listen to this quiet wind and know: this too shall pass. Stay. Hush. Hush. Stay. Tomorrow, we begin again. ☀️ Mental health is a very important issue at this time, and precious human lives are the sweetest thing. Including… Continue reading

  • Like The Rest Of Us

    I do not believe in seeking justice. I believe in healing and forgiveness. I believe in walking with humans who are imperfect like the rest of us. Like the rest of us. Imperfect. Like the rest of us. Like the… Continue reading

  • Thank Goodness

    I knew it would take me there. To the place beyond everything, the place that shows me, really quite beautifully, who I truly am. I can’t remember the last time I watched Legends of the Fall. A very long time… Continue reading

  • Awake

    Sweet bloggy friends. ☺️ How are you all? Well, I hope, and if not: that’s okay, too, because even rain is beautiful when you look at it a certain way. I’m so sleepy but I wanted to say hello. I’ve… Continue reading

  • Everything Will Be Alright

    Hush. Close your eyes. Breathe. It’s alright. Everything will be alright. Continue reading

  • For Now

    In a world of fire, I am the stream. Peace. My heart wants nothing more, my soul wants nothing less. I am tired. So tired of the saddest story: well meaning fighters, fighting for good, creating the worst kind of… Continue reading

  • Sweet Aching Quiet

    Sweet aching quiet. Soft night, curled up beside me. I know you. I know your fragile whispers, well. Continue reading

  • Just A Game

    Is it worth these precious breaths? This fight, this blame, this game? Is it really so important? People die (people who are loved) and still we take for granted life. And we fight, and we blame in this game. It’s… Continue reading

  • What In The World?

    Well. Isn’t the world in an interesting state. That’s more of a statement, rather than a question, really, isn’t it: hence the absence of a question mark. I’ve been wondering if perhaps humanity, as a collective, might be going through… Continue reading

  • The Wind

    Oh, but darling. The wind will take you, anyway. Ain’t no fighting the wind, darling. Ain’t no fighting the wind. Continue reading