forgiveness
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On Being Human

Joy stained with sadness. Spreading. Searching in the mirror: Hello and goodbye, hello–echo–hello! Goodbye, goodbye. Internal guard. Distracting. Defensive. Avoiding what happened before… Faltering. A puddle. A wrinkle of sadness in everything, for in your noticing is its ending–begin and end, begin and end–what happens in between the beginning and ending? Peace into pieces. Or… Continue reading
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Floating Flowers.

We weren’t a good match. You tell yourself or hear yourself say these words without actually understanding what it is you’re saying: It’s over. I don’t need to doubt myself, right? My value isn’t determined by this single person—despite it sometimes feeling that way… I invested time. I opened myself up, and for awhile, it… Continue reading
