The Weight of Small Decisions
Why do we assume that the smallest among us are not carrying the heaviest questions? We often mistake the stillness of a child for a lack of purpose, a mere pause between bouts of play. Yet, there is a particular gravity to the way a young…
The Weight of Stillness
The smell of damp earth after a sudden downpour always pulls me back to the feeling of being small. It is a heavy, grounding scent that settles deep in the lungs, reminding me of afternoons spent sitting on a porch, waiting for the world to…
The Mirror in the Earth
We spend so much of our lives looking toward the horizon, waiting for the grand arrival of something that never quite announces itself. We forget that the sky is often waiting at our feet, held captive in the hollows of the ground. After the…