March 27, 2021
The Weight of Unspoken Words
There is a specific silence that follows a door closing for the last time. It is not the absence of sound, but...
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Reflections
March 24, 2021
The Rhythm of the Flock
When I was seven, my grandfather kept a small patch of land behind the shed where he raised a handful of geese....
March 23, 2021
The Threshold of Becoming
There is a sacred weight to the space just before we step into our own lives. It is a threshold, a quiet...