The Tunnel

When you get to the end of the tunnel, it won’t be what you thought it would. Where you’ve arrived pales in comparison to the beacon it looked to be when you were on the other end. This isn’t because where you are now isn’t beautiful or incandescent, but rather because there is something unexpected:Continue reading “The Tunnel”

Introduction // The Attic

In my mind, there is an attic. The attic has a wide-set window that overlooks a quiet beach and rolling ocean. Before the window sits a long, low table containing crystals and salts and plants, and a cozy chair for me to dwell in and watch the waves ebb and flow. The wood floor isContinue reading “Introduction // The Attic”