August 12, 2012
Waiting for the Glow
I spent an hour this morning untangling a string of fairy lights I had shoved into a drawer last winter. It was...
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Reflections
August 12, 2012
The Memory of Mud
The smell of wet earth after a sudden monsoon rain is not just a scent; it is a weight that settles deep...
August 12, 2012
In the Midst of Multiple Worlds
Have you ever felt there is a certain reality outside everyone? For me, I feel like a solid mass occupying a certain...