I’m prejudice. I find it hard to admit it and have only just come to the realization of this fact. <0> Three times this week I’ve done something prejudice, each time with good intent and not conscious of what I’d done but still each one is there and something I find myself cringing from theContinue reading “Prejudice”
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Scars
The more I live the less it feels like I know. I’ve certainly found myself struggling with who I am in this modern world and, most of all, with keeping hold of what I can only describe as some kind of innocence/love/compassion that I remember beating deep in my heart not so long ago. IContinue reading “Scars”
Musings of Waking in the World 