Some thoughts on the joys of simplicity. Diogenes may have been right!
Drinking from my hands
How will I know?
They say that miracles are sprinkled all over, waiting to be found. On most days, I lose track of said miracles - lost in my world of small worries that seem as big as towering mountains, or planning every piece of my future, or simply reliving the past. Then one day, my soul is at... Continue Reading →
When You Fall…
Remember when you were a child and you fell? Your parents would hold your tiny hands and help you get up. They would dust you off and watch as you limped by their side for a few moments. They always smiled when you forgot about the pain and took up your usual gait. It's been... Continue Reading →
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