Category: reflection
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Inspiration. It’s a spark in the darkness, a fleeting whisper that says *maybe*. I’m not sure if it’s truly inspiration I feel. The word seems…
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I’ve got questions. Too many questions. They pile up behind my ears, a logjam of uncertainty, pressing against my skull until I can almost hear…
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What we carry evolves. It’s a silent biography, written in pocket lint and worn edges. This list is about how we change. How our needs…
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Inspired by others’ “happiness lists” online, especially MaryG and NOT ALL WHO WANDER ARE LOST, I spent today in deep reflection about my own sources…
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Three months ago, I carved reality. A bird sanctuary. My backyard transformed. Mornings come alive. Chirps break the silence. Feathers paint the air. Sparrows perch…
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We often think of time and events as a straight line. But intuition suggests a more complex shape. Picture a triangle: Normally, we’d say the…
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Think you can be random? Think again. Our brains are wired for patterns, not chaos. Try this: Pick a random number. Chances are, you avoided…
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Every morning, I perform a small act of preservation. The jar glints in the early light, its contents a deep amber – raw honey from…
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When people ask me what my new novel is about, I find myself staring into the void between heartbeats, searching for words to describe the…
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In our village, family nicknames stick like burrs. We’re “The Bears,” thanks to our distinctive gait. Our “bear shuffle” was unmistakable – an inward turn,…
S.J. Asher 