Love
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Bravely
To me there is no longer an option to live anything but bravely. And completely. Knowing all that I need is inside of me. And nowhere else. Ever. Continue reading
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Always
Show people that love is the better option. Always. Continue reading
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Life Is The Magic You Make It
Life is the magic you make it. So make it. Continue reading
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This Bliss
This bliss is born of a brave and steady heart; a choice to flow with the sugar and the spice: the mystery of all that I am. This bliss has been warming beneath trembling soil; lifetimes of wanting for something… Continue reading
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Awakening
Take me to the river and breathe me into the wind. I am born of a place deep. Deep within the waters of you. I am waiting. I will wait until the whisper unfolds you, awakening your starving heart from… Continue reading
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Life and Death
I visited Nan, today. Beautiful Nan— she could light up a room just by looking at it, and all of us could feel her joy from a mile away. No wonder the cemetery she lives at feels so beautiful to me.… Continue reading
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Old Man
The old man rolls out of bed at 9:45am, his silver hair dishevelled, his eyes at the watery edge of blue. He finds the girl on the couch. He says, ‘I just got back from my run and swim. I… Continue reading
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Facing the Truth
I stopped and I said to myself: I am in pain. I did not try to hide it. Or justify its reasons. I did not try to pretend the hurting wasn’t there, or as true as it truly was to… Continue reading
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Holding Space
We ate. We laughed. We drank wine. And then we sat under the moon and talked about life and love, about nature and the universe and how it all feels so magical and huge, sometimes. We talked about everything there… Continue reading
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Shame
To cast stones. To stare down. To withhold words. Or kindness. Or love. Shaming. It’s a wonder it still exists, given we’ve all made mistakes. Given we’re all human, and all of us different. And entirely imperfect. Empathy is the… Continue reading
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