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Rambling Reflections on Not Knowing the Path and What lies Ahead… Looking up ahead, wondering where the road is leading me—can’t see through the fog. It’s odd, really, that no matter how many times I find myself here, staring into that hazy blank, I’m always taken aback. Each step feels heavier, sounds louder than usual,…
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A Reflection on Finding Peace in Quiet Moments I have never been one for sitting still—never the sort to let the world slow as I linger in a moment of silence. Restless by inclination, I am a piddler by nature, forever fluttering from task to task, my thoughts ricocheting like sunlight off water. My hands…
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Ramblings about the Times of Overwhelm I am not okay, I feel like I am teetering on the edge… The world is changing, yes it is always changing… Evolution is a part of life, not just for the planet but for its inhabitants as well. We grow, we learn, we see, we interact, we build…
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Quiet Moments Amidst Unfamiliar Landscapes Saturday morning arrives, gentle and deliberate, as if the universe allows this single sliver of time to move more quietly than the rest. Light filters through the limbs of the trees and finds it way into my front window, golden and soft, illuminating rooms that once seemed so certain and…
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Sometimes life gives you long stretches where you’re on your own, maybe you’ve been single for years, or maybe you lost someone important and are figuring out how to keep going. I Myself have lived through both scenarios, once I was living single for a long stretch by choice, and quite happy. The last 16…
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Searching for Light Amid Uncertainty There are moments in life when the heaviness of absence—missing those we love, missing what once was—settles deeply into the soul. I am feeling this deeply, my empathy feels the world’s burdens as they seem to press more firmly upon my shoulders. I miss too many of the ones who…
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Life, old age, and the ongoing evolution of time and change. The day unfurls in gentle shades of gray, the sky a vast expanse of pewter clouds pressed low and unhurried. Even the morning light seems tentative, diffused through veils of mist and the silent whisper of drizzle on the windowpane. It is a day…
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A Day of Solitude at the edge of the Swamp….. Sometimes you need a day to breathe… TODAY is that day, a day to let the world hush its relentless noise, to step away from the thrum of expectation and slip quietly into the wide, waiting arms of solitude. There is magic in living at…
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