Reflections

March 16, 2019

There is a quiet language spoken in the moments when the world decides to rest. We often rush past the small intersections...

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March 15, 2019

In the old houses of my childhood, there were rooms we rarely entered, spaces defined by the way light filtered through heavy,...

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March 13, 2019

There is a profound language in the things that do not demand to be heard. We often mistake size for significance, forgetting...

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