NEW BOOK BY KATIE LUSE!
Finding Gems in Darkness
LEARN HOW TO NAVIGATE DISAPPOINTMENT AND LOSS. DARE TO FULLY LIVE IN THE MIDST OF GREAT SORROW.
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The wind moves the water. The water does not move the wind. The wind moves the leafs. The leafs do not move the wind. The wind moves the grass. The grass does not move the wind. The wind moves my hair. My hair does not move the wind. The wind has authority. It initiatives movement.
I am on the trail again. Chief among the wonders I found here is a woman parked at the same picnic table every morning. The table is pressed to the water’s edge with two trees towering on either side it. The trees hold the promise of autumn; leaking color into their tips before the great fall begins.
September 11 (Tribute)