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July 2026 reflection on Running Toward the Fire, paired with The Gift of the Flame, tracing place, turn, and emotional record.
Paired poem: The Gift of the Flame
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I am not used to feeling truly seen. Not noticed. Not appreciated. Not complimented. Seen. There is a difference.
Paired poem: The Angel’s Blind Spot
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June 2026 reflection on Someone Said Something Kind the Other Day, And, paired with The Man Who Stayed, tracing place, turn, and emotional record.
Paired poem: The Man Who Stayed
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June 2026 reflection on The Walk Was the Point, paired with The Wealth of Ordinary Days, tracing place, turn, and emotional record.
Paired poem: The Wealth of Ordinary Days
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June 2026 place note on Field Notes at the Threshold, paired with Everything Has Beauty, tracing place, turn, and emotional record.
Paired poem: Everything Has Beauty
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May 2026 reflection on So, What If, paired with One More Good Thing, tracing place, turn, and emotional record.
Paired poem: One More Good Thing
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Last morning in a borrowed house. The country has done its quiet work. I am leaving rested in a way I did not arrive ready to be.
Paired poem: Sunset Instructions
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The ocean took my phone, the turtles didn't hatch, and a man named Ron grabbed my ankles on a beach in Jacó. A day about not gripping what was never meant to stay.
Paired poem: Ashes Without Ruin
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Costa Rica does not surround you — it introduces itself. Between mud-soaked ATV trails, waterfall rappels, judging monkeys, and a Pacific tide quietly erasing every footprint at Hermosa Beach, a single question kept rising: are we meant to preserve what we leave behind, or just keep walking while we are here?
Paired poem: Heart Above Jacó
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I was walking Hermosa Beach at sunset when I saw him — a man out on the dark rock with a rod in his hands, casting into the surf as the light failed. I never saw his face. I only saw that he stayed, sending the line out again and again into water that had promised him nothing.
Paired poem: Salt Between the Tides
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