February 16, 2015 The Weave of Devotion There is a quiet rhythm in the act of repetition. When the hand moves to trace a sacred shape, or when the... Read Article →
February 16, 2015 The Ember in the Thicket Winter is a slow exhaling of the earth, a time when the world pulls its coat tight and waits for the pulse... Read Article →
February 16, 2015 The Weight of a Gaze We walk through crowds, brushing shoulders with ghosts. Everyone is looking for something, or perhaps they are looking to be found. To... Read Article →