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A Seat at the Table

March 1, 2018

There is something almost magical about a rainy morning when you have nowhere to go. There is peace, an ancient sort of quiet, that descends upon my soul when I sit in the morning and just listen to the rain fall and splash against the side of the house. It stirs me. Inspires me. Makes me long for a pen or my computer or anything …

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Lift Up You Eyes to the Hills

November 3, 2016

Dear Self, I know that things are hard right now. I know that exhaustion has seeped into your bones and your heart, and a weariness you can’t always talk about, let alone describe, has taken root. I know you are sad and angry and hurt; that dreams have come and gone and hopes have been deferred. I know that your plan has flown by the …

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