Just as a bitterly cold winter day delivers sun dogs, There is beauty within that which seems bleak. You. Are. Radiant. Made of diamond dust And sun star light.

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Life, Itself

I watched a movie the other day called “Life, Itself.” At one point a character in it had an Aha moment about story writing and life: Our lives are our stories, and become told as we live them out. The narrator tells our story. Due to varying perceptions, both between and within individuals, the idea […]

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