Tag: life
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to age is a privilege, not a punishment
Ever hear a word in a sentence that jumps out at you and initiates a tangent into deeper thinking about life? When I heard the word privilege recently, something resonated in my soul. Something deep down sparked inside me, and it got me thinking. What does it that word really and truly mean? I guess…
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grief
Grief is a heavy weighted blanket, swathed around your shoulders, impeding your movements and tangling your thoughts. It is a dense fog shrouding your vision with variegated shades grey, turning the simple mundane tasks into mindless distant shadowed memories. It flavours your soul with a residue of hollowness, dispelling all breath leaving you inhaling loss…
the happy cactus 