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The Night of the Northern Lights
A few weeks ago, the northern lights swept across the sky. It was one of those rare nights when the world feels stitched together by something bigger than us. Growing up, I saw them often enough that they became part… Continue reading
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The Heart of a Golden Doodle
There are some souls whose light feels handmade – spun from laughter, sunlight, and something divinely kind. The Golden Doodle is one of those rare beings. A creature of both gentleness and joy, she moves through the world as if… Continue reading
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When Autumn Forgets to Leave
Autumn forgets to leave before winter arrives. She lingers at the edge of the field, apron full of leaves and sunlight. her breath still warm with cider and smoke. He finds her there, quiet as frost, hands full of pale… Continue reading
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Where Peace Lives Among the Artifacts
“I am a museum of everything I love.” I have started to think of myself as a museum, not one built of marble or guarded by glass, but a living, breathing collection of the things that have shaped me. Every… Continue reading
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The Hummingbear
There are some people whose presence feels like a gift of creation itself, as if the earth whispered them into being with intention and care. The Hummingbear is one of those creatures. A Hummingbear is a rare mountain creature that… Continue reading
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The Strength in Vulnerability
To me, vulnerability is like standing in the open meadow with no trees to hide behind—fully exposed to the sun, the wind, and even the storms. It is the willingness to be open and authentic, even when there is a… Continue reading
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Before We Had Names
Before We Had Names Before we had names, before we knew the weight of the world, we stood beneath the same sky, eyes wide with wonder. The sky, stretched endless, painted in colors we had yet to name. Stars flickered… Continue reading
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Golden Hour Goodbyes
“Slipping through my fingers all the time I try to capture every minute. The feeling in it. Slipping through my fingers all the time” – ABBA Summer has a way of moving quickly, like sunlight slipping across the floor before… Continue reading
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The Wild Ones Who Walk Beside Me
High in the mountains, there are creatures you might only glimpse if you are lucky – they are rare, resilient and unforgettable. The Hummingbear. Somewhere between the flicker of a hummingbird and the steady power of a brown bear, the… Continue reading
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Catching Light in Small Moments
A majority of the time, I feel lit up from the inside out, this quiet energy that makes the world feel lighter, warmer. My magic. To me, magic is noticing the small things: the way a conversation over chips and… Continue reading
