To see and say a giving…

To you,  dear ones, who come ’round and read the words I sometimes write down… it’s been years of kindness, of you bringing the balm that stirred my joy and made my heart feel safe. On this harsh and prickly planet we navigate, how did I receive such a gentle listening shoulder for to process…

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Of brilliance, bobble and belonging….

I’ve been sweet on the art of encouragement for as long as I can remember, feeling somersaults of thanks for every bit of balm that helps a soul get out of bed another morning and pull on fresh clothes over dreams burned down to the nub. Like gentle shoes for blistered feet, so a broken…

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