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Why have I been silent all of these years? A quiet, sterile surface, afraid of not having answers, afraid of my own ignorance and...

“Have I made enough progress? ” she asked, electric anxiety coursing through her words, and a certain familiar tremble in her voice. ...

I remember being a very sensitive child growing up.  I was always attuned to the emotional state of others, aware of energetic shifts and...

As someone who has always loved to read and write, I have always believed in the immense power of words.  Words create beauty, evoke...