Riverly resting along…..

I lay awake and watch the stars dip low and call me out onto the porch where I lay down my resolve to sleep so early that the moon hides still behind the house, the bright quiet of her shine crisping the only edges of the yard and dusting the treetops with silver. I wish…

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Holding space for air….

There is a place in each moment, a soft space for breath to unfold slow and deep and safe, where rest enough waits like a tall glass of lay-me-down and  whispers welcome to every lift and settle of my heart. And there is a stream there, a place for tired soul to go bare, glimmering easy songs of…

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