Slowing Down Is A Prayer


Something happens when we find it in our heart to slow down. The right energy catches up with us. Maybe the saying ‘go slow to go fast’ is true. Maybe speed is not human. Maybe it’s the opposite of happiness. A synonym for darkness. Maybe learning how to go fast is easier than learning how to…

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The Fast Car Called Grief


What started as a new direction towards a better every day life for myself has brought in a completely different identity. I went from driving as fast as I could go to moving almost backwards. Stopping a fast car is one of the most vulnerable and courageous things we could do. Why? Because we…

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No More Dirt Roads


When someone who has climbed the biggest mountains dies, I can feel the blood in my veins take a pause. When the heart of a warrior stops beating it is felt in us all. This week Doris Day died. I hope she enjoyed her wins and her accomplishments. Because one day this life is over no matter who…

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The Small Bathroom Window


I changed these last few weeks. And it hurt. It felt as if my skin stretched beyond what it could. Change is like another person is trying to come through you and it is not as natural as birth. It feels wrong. Your whole body is screaming, no more change. No more walking on the edge. No more…

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Slowing Down Is A Prayer


Something happens when we find it in our heart to slow down. The right energy catches up with us. Maybe the saying ‘go slow to go fast’ is true. Maybe speed is not human. Maybe it’s the opposite of happiness. A synonym for darkness. Maybe learning how to go fast is easier than learning how to…

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The Fast Car Called Grief


What started as a new direction towards a better every day life for myself has brought in a completely different identity. I went from driving as fast as I could go to moving almost backwards. Stopping a fast car is one of the most vulnerable and courageous things we could do. Why? Because we…

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No More Dirt Roads


When someone who has climbed the biggest mountains dies, I can feel the blood in my veins take a pause. When the heart of a warrior stops beating it is felt in us all. This week Doris Day died. I hope she enjoyed her wins and her accomplishments. Because one day this life is over no matter who…

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The Small Bathroom Window


I changed these last few weeks. And it hurt. It felt as if my skin stretched beyond what it could. Change is like another person is trying to come through you and it is not as natural as birth. It feels wrong. Your whole body is screaming, no more change. No more walking on the edge. No more…

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