nature
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Hung Out To Dry
If anyone has ever treated you like the wet, wrinkly washcloth that hangs alongside their damp bathing towel. The one that once clung to their body, and shielded them from the icy air so it couldn’t send goosebumps down their… Continue reading
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Harmony
Beyond the crashing waves and bright orange fish fins is a waterfall that glistens as each water droplet reaches the bottom of her resting feet. The clear blue water drips down her sopping hair and strokes her sun-kissed skin. Sun… Continue reading
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Meditate
Close your eyes. Breathe in. Breathe out. Count the breaths you breathe in. Breathe the same number out. Feel the air you breathe as it glides to your lungs. Feel the cool breeze as it brushes against your smooth skin.… Continue reading
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Fairy Godmother
My sweet child… when your world crumbles like the crashing of dominos tumbling down, one after the other. I will be there to catch the river streaming from your eyes. When you feel the emptiness of the world closing in… Continue reading
The Writing Rock 