August 15, 2016
The Weight of Rest
There is a sacred quality to the pause that occurs in the middle of a long day. We often mistake labor for...
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Reflections
August 14, 2016
The Architecture of Rest
There was a blue wool blanket my father kept in the trunk of his car, smelling faintly of cedar and old gasoline....
August 14, 2016
The Weight of the Unfinished
There is a specific silence that follows a meal shared in haste, the kind where the plate is left half-empty and the...
