Reflections

December 25, 2016

If the universe is composed of vast, ungraspable distances, why does the heart so often anchor itself to the smallest of movements?...

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December 25, 2016

In the quiet hours of a Sunday morning, the world often feels as though it is holding its breath, waiting for the...

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December 25, 2016

We carry our intentions like stones in a coat pocket. They are heavy, often unacknowledged, until the moment we decide to set...

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