Tag: empath
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Visceral Memories
Spring is upon us. I can feel it. She is here. Sure, I could point out that the weather is getting warmer or that the daffodils are blooming but more than those, I can feel it. When I was a kid, I distinctly recall waking up some mornings and knowing the bad weather was gone.…
Claiming My Voice: From the darkness, the light emerges. 