There’s something about standing in the ocean crying (they say it's the salt) that is either poetic or cliche, maybe a bit of both.
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I’ve found one of the best ways to know yourself is through difficulty. It’s hard to get to know who you are, what you stand for, and why you believe the things you believe if you have not experienced challenge.
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The cracks are where the light pours in, they say. Sometimes that light illuminates the thing you least want to touch. The hard and sometimes ugly truths of the way we fail each other, even when we are trying our best, even when our intentions are good.
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Lessons from a drive to Vermont: I was in no hurry, but I was in a hurry. As if hurry has become a habit, squeezing out wonder, awe, and the creative call.
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