"If you don’t like where you are, move!" they say. But the trees stand still, unbothered.They do not book tickets, pack bags, or rent new skins to impress their neighbors.They simply grow in the same soil, year after year. And do we admire the trees for staying? No.We glorify movement instead. In some cultures in … Continue reading Stillness
poetry
Rewrite
For most of my life, I carried a story about myself that wasn't kind. I was the "spoiled girl," the one who had it easier than others, the one who didn't quite measure up to the struggles that defined those around me. It wasn’t a name I gave myself—it was handed to me, woven into … Continue reading Rewrite
Exhaustion
We never yell at each other, no matter how hard it gets. And tonight, we’re having a little celebration—not because things are easy, but because we’re still here. Still standing, still trying. The weight of our struggles sits between us like an unspoken guest at the table. "This being human is a guest house," Rumi … Continue reading Exhaustion
A house, or a Million Dollars
People do it, some out of desperation, others out of greed. They steal. The very powerful and clevermight steal a whole house, or a million dollars. It's been done. But what does it matter? Love is the one thing the heart cravesand love is the one thingyou can't steal. Marry Oliver
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