Tag: #grounding
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Clinging to a Mustard Seed
The night is hurtling towards the early morning hours but I lie awake with my mind spinning. A sleepless night with no distractions is my enemy. I push away memories like ping pong balls in my head, only to have them return, jolting, distorted, as soon as my body begins to relax. And so I…
Mercy in the Madness 