The snow makes crunching noises beneath my boots. The air is crisp and when the wind blows, bitterly cold, burning my cheeks. There are no tracks. The houses in the neighborhood are…
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authenticity
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“Your heart is a telescope,” I hear a man on the radio tell me. “An empty bucket for collecting light.” It collects a lot of other things, too. Beach trash Pebbles with…
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Many times I have sat down at my desk to write to you. To tell you so many things, to share the inside out becoming outside in, to try to put words…
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I have a secret. One I’m really excited and nervous about. A handful of people already know, but I think I’m ready to share it with you, too. So…here it is. Two weeks…
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I have a bad case of the February feels. It happens every year, around this time. The mid-winter slump hits full force and shakes me up, knocks me around a bit and offers…
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It’s a New Year again. I don’t know about you, but for me, 2016 began with a BANG. A loud bang, a clear bang, a startling and relieving bang. If November and December…