“Oh hey there.” I felt myself say.Smiling in recognition,Sighing in relief.I found Joy on the steps to Swami’s,Never knowing I had let Her go.
River, riverFlowing throughWilderness.Ripples, RippleHaunting hollowsStillness.Rivulet, RivuletRunning roundFinessesRivers, riversPouring drownedCaresses.
It has been 6 days since I watched Netflix’s new release, Recovery Boys, yet I am still haunted and encouraged, sad and grateful. The year of my life spent in that home and on those grounds was truly definitive in my development, and transformative of my understanding of life, loss, and love. “New and Marvelous... Continue Reading →