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It was an ordinary Louisiana day, the kind that begins quietly beneath a broad blue sky. We moved gently through our work, putting things in place, gathering what was needed, and sharing the small moments that make a day feel full. A soft breeze moved through the air, carrying the sweetness of honeysuckle and the… Read more
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The house no longer holds their presence, their spot at the kitchen table, and the chair in the corner is empty, the fragrance of that person is now gone The hospital bed, along with hearts and lives are empty, and thusly a piece of the lives that loved them passes too We have memories, strong… Read more
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After hearing Carly Paoli sing “Amazing Grace,”I am convinced it stands among the most beautiful songs ever sung Her other music, too, is lovely, heartwarming, soulful, and deeply touching, tear creating, warmth and love. Yet to hear her voice rise in song of the God of glory is something truly special Her voice carries silver… Read more
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I came from Oklahoma: not a caricature of dust and drawl, not a name stitched to a stereotype, but a person shaped by open skies, by long roads, by the quiet dignity of knowing who I am I speak with the education life required of me, with words gathered carefully, because some feelings deserve more… Read more
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The wind, the waves, the gulls;they all know who she is.The ships along the shore, the vessels in the harbor, all fall silent in awe They watch her, but dare not disturb her, at her presence, they bow in reverence She is the oneShe is the trueShe is keeper of the wind and sea,the thrill… Read more
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Per aspera ad astra, I whisper to the rearview mirror as the road lifts me out of New Brunswick past trees that remember more of me than I will admit or the river holds my older names without asking me to stay boxes shift softly like unfinished thoughts in the back seat as I am… Read more
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She wore it, very literally, and as it draped at her throat, and pressed to her chest: It listened It learned the very beat of her heart, the count between breaths and the exhales of firmness It has become one with her very being, and as it changes hands and ownership it carries the echo… Read more
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Alexandras creations are not merely worn, but enchanted; woven with intention, beauty, and quiet power. In modern witchcraft and folk magick, intentional jewelry carries meaning, and this bracelet holds it well. The dark stones are guardians, made to absorb negativity, deflect harm, and keep the spirit grounded in shadowed calm. The spikes are fierce little… Read more
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The beauty of the Creator and her amazing beauty is only ever a glimpse; a fleeting taste of something vast, mysterious, and beyond earthly design: Hers is is a glory that could only be born of Heaven itself Her creations unfold as living expressions of that perfection her grace woven into form, love etched into… Read more
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After the dance, after that last soft pirouette,she settled into the hush of evening then sat still as if under a spell She did so just to think, to breathe, to gather herself back together It was a moment that carried a quiet kind of grace, as light as something heaven sent, yet honest as… Read more
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