Reflections

January 4, 2015

There is a rhythm that precedes language, a drumbeat buried deep within the soil that only the feet can truly understand. We...

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January 4, 2015

We spend our lives building walls to keep the world predictable, yet the most beautiful things in human experience are fluid and...

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January 4, 2015

Memory is a landscape we walk through long after the sun has set. It is not merely a collection of dates or...

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