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The word ‘art’ usually invokes images of paintings, drawings, or maybe woven tapestries from a different time. Or maybe the word ‘art’ brings a favorite story to mind, or a famous poem, or sculpture. But art is so much more than those things, and lives in so many places. The hands of come in all…
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Maybe it’s not the scribbles of a pencil for you, but we all have ideas we discard. Do they scream at you from the wastepaper basket? Have your dreams died before you realised them? Did you fail mid way through? Did you cast them aside before you even tried? Try again. Every crumpled paper is…
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I am much more of a night owl than a morning bird. I love the quiet whined down after a long loud day. Because of that, I have only caught a very few sunrises, yet, they are a miracle that happens every day. What beauty have you been missing out on? Why? I think it’s…
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I love to watch the shadows grow. Some times the time goes fast and sometimes is crawls, but it’s always a blessing to watch. When we rest, the world doesn’t stop spinning, time doesn’t stand still. But something inside of us changes and slows, and maybe even grows. Have you felt it? ©2021 Mary Grace…
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Sometimes I feel like an overturned cup of confetti… Until I remember cups are for holding liquid, not everyone else’s bits and pieces. Confetti wants to be thrown around, shared, and bring colour to the world. Remember, it’s okay to throw those bits around, as long as you clean up after the party is over.…
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Trees are more like people than we often think. They hide so much beneath the ground, just like humans hid part of themselves behind pretending. Beauty, intricate personalities, strangeness, connectivity, how we and they reach out for each other. It’s often not until something unwanted, something uncomfortable happens and washes away the dirt, that we…
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Have you ever noticed how beautiful a well made path is? It guides in one of the most unassuming ways. “Please walk here. Yes, you are free to step away, but the way has already been made ready for you.” The most beautiful paths enhance their surroundings, letting you explore without destroying. We use paths…
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Lava Worm

Was it a shriek of delight or fear? She didn’t know as it forced its way from her chest to the cavity of her mouth. A little heart pounded the rhythm of it as it bubbled into an audible note. “Stay back. You can’t catch me.” The floor moved. The carpet rippling right before her…
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When we listen to music, we hear the rhythm of a spirit. When we make music together, that’s a kind of lovemaking. An intimacy. A sharing of existence. It’s not touch. It doesn’t need words. But it invites all who hear into this space. A controlled chaos of language and emotions. A corporate call. Worship.…
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Learning to grow in silence can be hard. Sometimes we think all the action happens when our lives are spinning at a crazy pace. But we still grow in silence. It’s like a child doing most of his growing while asleep. Or a brain learning when it’s allowed to be bored. When WE are silent,…
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