Why Am I Here? (For When I Forget to Remember)
Feeding my insatiable desire for the unexplainable and accepting the mystery with grace is my 'why'. To recognize the glory in the mystery is my 'how'.
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Jennifer Chardon
The Art of the Broken.
Without you, we never would’ve known what beauty there is in 'broken', or what 'broken' is to beauty. How one can only exist without the other for so long.
A Fear of the Dark: Life with Existential Anxiety.
Mental anxiety, for me, has required very physical actions. Nothing I do is about making it go away. I don’t believe healing works like that.
Let Go of Letting Go.
What if the real work is not to let go, but to carefully cradle what is left, to make a space within yourself for the expansion of your aching heart?