All seems beautiful to me. Walt Whitman Oh this bold and daring life Oh this ability to connect, to serve, to be with people you love Oh this huge and mesmerizing life The way it [...]
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somewhere new, someplace safe: a prayer of celebration
There is a picture of me when I was 12-years-old. I'm standing on the side of a pool, wearing an unflattering swimsuit. Taken from the side, you see my belly sticking out. My head is down, my fingers are in my mouth. I'm told by my friends that I look scared in the picture. I [...]
