Writing about psychology, meaning, and the stories we tell ourselves. Essays, reflections, and short fiction.
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Echoes of You
The wind whispers your name,and the flowers carry your scent. I turn to the sound of your voice,but you’re already gone. I try to capture your smile,but it’s no longer for me. You are the empty space next to me in bed,you are the words left unsaid.…
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Pink Petals
There’s no place I’d rather be, than right here. There is nobody I’d rather be, than this version of myself who was lucky enough to meet her. I bathe in the generous bounty of spring, seated on soft, slightly wet grass, with the love of my life…
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Do you have the patience to wait till your mud settles and the water is clear? Can you remain unmoving till the right action arises by itself?
Jon Kabat-Zinn
Benjamin Bratz 