Grace falls like light rain drops. The cool soothing drops are gentle and soft; they gather and bead, magnifying life in tiny bubbles. The surface tension causes new perspective in all it reflects. The tension breaks and pools form, smooth and irregular. Like thousands of tears of relief, built up and released. A breath of…
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Moving On- in the Same Place
It’s quiet. The kind of peaceful quiet that comes with snow or after a heavy rain. Like the whole world has taken a deep breath and let it out in a long relaxed sigh. Peace. This place of forgetting and releasing the striving harried days. Not trying to plan life—just living it. Just one still…