There is Always a Light
I light a candle. I light a stick of Palo Santo. I breathe deep and settle into my center. And I write – to myself, to God, to you. The Winter Solstice is...
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Day 11: I Am
“To run with the wolf was to run in the shadows, the dark ray of life, survival and instinct. A fierceness that was both proud and lonely, a tearing, a howling,...