Reflections

February 6, 2016

We spend our lives building monuments of stone, forgetting that the most enduring things are those held together by nothing more than...

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February 4, 2016

I remember sitting on a porch in Hout Bay, watching a summer storm roll off the Atlantic. My host, a fisherman named...

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February 3, 2016

There is a language that exists before words, spoken in the soft alignment of two beings sharing the same current. We often...

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