Escort by Nilla Palmer
The corridors of Chefchaouen can be daunting and confusing at the best of times; conducive to getting lost, especially at 2 year’s old and vulnerable. It’s always comforting to be with an escort that can guide you through paths that close…
The Weight of Silence
There is a particular kind of quiet that only arrives when the rest of the world has folded its hands. It is not the absence of sound, but the presence of something deeper, a gravity that pulls everything toward the center. We spend our days…
The Weight of a Book
I spent this morning watching my neighbor’s daughter walk to the bus stop. She was carrying a backpack that looked far too heavy for her small frame, yet she moved with a strange, steady purpose. It made me think about how early we start…