Reflections

December 10, 2016

I remember standing on a train platform in Leeds, watching a young man fumble with a small, velvet box while his partner...

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December 10, 2016

To look through an opening is to admit that we are always standing on the threshold of somewhere else. We build walls...

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December 8, 2016

There is a particular rhythm to the wild that we often overlook in our haste. It is a rhythm of patience, of...

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