I Must Leave This City Before I Leave My Own Heart.
I know that as an individual, I cannot remain much longer in a city where I see myself morphing into a dark, unfeeling creature.
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Forest Bathing and Finding the Divine.
I close my eyes as I lean against the tree, quieting my mind in silent meditation. I breathe deeply, inhaling the soft, earthy fragrance of the forest.
Exposing Myself: I Have a Port, And I Am Proud of My Body.
This article is meant to educate the individuals who do not know what a port is, have never seen one, or assume it's something it surely is not.