spring hunger

Spring is officially here, and whatever mystical intelligence has been coaxing flowers into bloom has also been luring me back out into the world.

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Jeanine Gasser
the ghost house

During those ten days of silence—no reading, no writing, no social or eye contact—I came to a startling realisation: I had been living in a haunted house.

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Jeanine Gasser
The Gifts of Grief

We often assume grief is reserved exclusively for “big” losses, yet it is intertwined with the very essence of our humanity. Every action, every breath, every project, every relationship, every season has a beginning and an ending: a birth and a death.⁣

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Jeanine Gasser