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Discernment, not reaction
It was early. The kind of early you experience when you aren’t sleeping in your own bed. As I opened my eyes, I caught a glimpse of a sugary soft sky, still shifting. The light hadn’t settled, so the colors moved as the clouds floated by. The ocean rolled in, as if still holding…
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Convergence
For me, full moon nights were best to experience this quiet convergence of sky and waves. Watching in awe, like I walked in on a secret meeting somewhere in between… and for a moment, I’d feel out of place. But sitting with it now, I don’t feel that same distance. Something shifted. Where I…
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Held in between
It wasn’t a bright day. The sky was covered, soft and gray, with clouds that didn’t seem to be going anywhere. The palm trees stood still against it, not reaching, not bending… just there. There was no dramatic light.No clear moment to capture. And still, I stopped. I think I’ve spent a lot of…