Pine and Prayer Collective
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There is a place in the forest after a fire where the trees still stand in familiar formation. The air smells different.The light falls without the same filter of green. The ground is ash.But the path is recognizable. February 21st is that kind of place for me. It is a…
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Firelight’s Edge
Firelight gathers a small world around itself, illuminating only what is close. It settles on scattered leaves, pine needles and stone, hands stretched toward warmth.…
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The Hike to Higher Ground
Before I moved to the mountains, I traveled to them often. I crossed long stretches of dry, flat land to reach them – miles of…
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When the River Roars
I’d come to the river to feel the cool water slip over my feet, but there would be no wading today. The water surged and…
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Grace That Gathers Like Morning Light
Morning light arrives gently in the mountains, slipping through the pines in pale gold threads. It touches the forest floor, illluminating dew-kissed moss and stone.…