Reflections
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We rarely know people as well as we think we do. Instead, we know fragments. From those conversations, profiles, and moments, we build stories. We fill in the missing pages with assumptions, hopes, fears, and expectations until the person standing before us becomes partly real and partly imagined. Perhaps one of the most fascinating aspects…
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For thousands of years, humanity has lifted its gaze toward the night sky in search of meaning. Long before telescopes and satellites, the stars served as maps, calendars, stories, and guides. Ancient civilizations built myths around constellations, tracked the seasons through celestial movements, and believed the heavens held messages meant for those willing to listen.…
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The story of Pandora’s Box is one of those myths that survives long after childhood. We encounter it in literature classes, mythology books, and casual references, often hearing the same simplified version: Pandora opened a forbidden box, released all the evils of the world, and left humanity to suffer the consequences. Yet hidden within the…
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Memory moves like in quiet streams threading through the underbrush of the mind, or they are swollen rivers carving the soft earth of who we become. Some days it trickles. Other days it floods, rising without warning, swallowing whole landscapes we thought we had left behind. We like to think of memory as fixed and…
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I’ve selected some of my poetic prose lines from my poetry books and social media pages that explore the many forms loss can take: the loss of love, identity, certainty, belonging, innocence, possibility, and time itself. Enjoy. Loss changes shape as we grow. What begins as grief for another person often becomes grief for a…
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We leave traces of ourselves everywhere. Initials are carved into trees. Locks are fastened to bridges. We paint, we journal, we write songs. Our newest obsession is scattering fragments of ourselves across social media, preserving thoughts that might otherwise vanish with the passing day. Why do we do this? We know, whether we admit it…
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Every day is called a fresh start, but change is more than waking up and deciding everything is different. Real change is quieter than that. It doesn’t always arrive with a clear beginning or a dramatic shift. Instead, it reveals itself in small, almost unnoticeable moments. These are the signs that something in your life…
Black Ink and Parchment 