The Sea Tells Two Stories
The sea tells two stories at once. One where sailboats drift slowly,like prayers that ask…
Read moreThe sea tells two stories at once. One where sailboats drift slowly,like prayers that ask…
Read moreFor years, I believed forgiveness meant staying silent. Closing my eyes. Understanding too much and…
Read moreThe wind lashes Golgotha. It lifts dust over a world that can no longer reach…
Read moreI am not Mary.Nor the woman who anointed His feet.Nor the one who wept beneath…
Read moreI died on an ordinary day. I died slowly,in a tidy room,with white lace curtainsand…
Read moreI learned that gratitude isn't something I force. It arrives when I stop abandoning myself…
Read moreThis week I chose to talk about a pleasant feeling, and it was hard, because…
Read moreFear has always existed. It’s there, in our genes, from before words, before sophisticated thoughts,…
Read moreAll my life I wanted a house. A small one, mine, built slowly, with my…
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