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A Village somewhere between France and Santiago
Journal Entry: SFO- September 2026 The canvas is blank, freshly stretched. I’m happy to be making my own canvases, something I’ve been wanting to learn. This one is perfect, a rarity during the process of learning something new. The light is on the cusp of a good morning yawn and the fading blue of dawn… Read more
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Come Sit By My Garden
Let my gardens speak for me When I am gone Let them speak in colored whispers of all the beauty that I have seen and felt, and lived Let them speak of how much death had to find me How many hard season it took to make me a living, breathing thing Let them speak… Read more
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Originally written in 2021- A recent throw back writing piece that popped up. A rosy reminder of what I know about myself and what I want. Read more
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The Sacred Hours
t has been a privilege for having been blessed to not only have known such wonderful people but to have lived and walked beside them in the extraordinary world of community and tradition. Read more


