Category: Poetic Rambling
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The Memory Dance
Memories flutter between my heart and mind, not interrupting me, just fluttering in and out. Like a passing breeze stirring up leaves. I watch them dance through the air, swirling, twirling to the ground. As I walk by, little snippets…
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New Season: Reflection
Tangled branches, storms, and resilience. You know how it is when you see a flower growing out of a crack of asphalt? Growing in a godforsaken improbability? I find myself thinking if I had to make something grow here, I…
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Put Goodness First
Perhaps the way we meet the world begins in the way we speak, the way we listen, and the care we offer to the person before us. In each moment, we have the choice to move with gentleness and compassion,…
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Tucking Things Together
I am constantly arriving at the very moment I leave behind. Each moment—a year in seconds, a day held deeply in our foundation. Or sometimes, a single day freeze-frames and becomes who we are. When I was younger, I was…
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Looking Outside the Louvre
Life has been captured in paint, carved from stone, cast in bronze, and passed from one generation to the next. Every canvas, every sculpture, every weathered surface beckons to hold a fragment of who we were—a love, a loss, a…