I sat beneath an oak tree once. It was a beautiful, strong tree with roots so large that they ruptured the surface and provided the perfect little nook where I could sit with my book. I didn’t read that day, though. Instead I spent that time marveling at that tree and letting my mind wander […]
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Break
Sometimes you have to let this life bring you to your knees, in gratitude, in surrender, in love, in pain. The immensity of our human stories, or the complexity of these social constructs, balanced out by the perfect simplicity of a roadside flower or a morning bird’s song can be so beautiful it almost hurts. […]
Little Death
For the first time in a while I felt like I belonged. At home in this place with no roof and no walls. For the first time in a while I found what I’d been missing. I found my footing. In the echoes of ancient truths whispered through the soles of my feet. I found […]
Happily Ever After
It took a long time for her to understand. It took a long time to let go of her ideas and rules and plans so the truth could finally settle in. This is life. This is it. It’s not somewhere up ahead, a goal to press towards with degrees or achievements or measurable conquests. It’s […]
It Doesn’t Matter
The truth is that very little of it really matters. In the end, it doesn’t matter whether it’s labeled a failure or success. It doesn’t matter if they turned out to be trustworthy or they burned you the minute your back was turned. It doesn’t even matter what you managed to hold on to versus […]
One Year of the Elements
One year of the elements – introduced and induced, one by one. Three hundred sixty-five lessons, beneath three hundred and sixty-five suns. The wind was the first among them to rise, to beckon, whispering my name, as a herald, a signal, a caution, a sign, that nothing would ever be the same. Next to call […]
The Schoolhouse of Life
Life is like an ardent teacher – the kind that cares enough to be strict when it’s necessary and to push you as hard as it takes to help you learn, the kind that you either love or hate, depending more on what kind of student you are than on her teaching methods. The kind […]
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