Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 

Lean in.

October 5, 2017


So often I forget that we are more than thin skin, more than the frenetic vibration endlessly anticipating the next moment, the next morning, the next year.


We are bone, baby--we are wood and stone and meteoric dust, the mammalian equivalent of coal pressed into sharply-edged diamonds. 


We are earth and sky, crystal and salt water. 

For all of that, we are unbreakable.






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