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A Quiet Homecoming
A return to the quiet place within, where ache and warmth meet, and the body remembers how to float.
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Obsidian Eyes, Open Sky
She lands where others hesitate, on an old barn door, a twisted tree, a crooked fence post that gives her sight.
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Earth, Wild, and Wing
A woman becomes wildflower, wolf, and butterfly in this lyrical reflection on resilience, instinct, beauty, and sacred becoming.
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Held by the Ache
The gravity of ache pulled me open, and my heart was overcome with every ounce of love that had always been holding me up.
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Tonight’s Truth: Feather-Soft
Today I held a brief spring moment in the palm of my hand, the sunlight feather-soft, gone too soon.
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Even the Sorrow
There are evenings when sorrow arrives without warning soft as a shadow quiet as a leaf falling in an empty room.