IAmInYourShoes

I am in the shoes of someone who steps away from the page. Ink stays still. Life does not. These shoes move closer. Into the noise. Into the bazaars. Into

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We sit. Not to host an event. Not to perform. Not to teach. Just to share a simple moment of being together. Just to appreciate the happening of this once

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I am in the shoes of someone who is learning. Not by collecting answers. But by staying close to what’s happening. A hand learning through making. A voice finding itself

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I am in the shoes of someone who sees what perfection asks for. Wait. Rethink. Not yet. So everything stays where they are. Then something becomes clear. Perfect is not

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I am in the shoes of someone who chose the simple. Not less. Enough. These shoes know the other way. More thought. Less ground. Not today. It feels good. It

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I am in the shoes of someone who has learned something from mornings. Not a big lesson. A quiet one. Mornings do not force the day. They open it. These

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I am in the shoes of someone who refuses to grow roots in heaviness. L          i      g              

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I am in the shoes of someone standing on a road written by other hands.  The shoes fit. The ground never did. But. Courage arrives here the  way mornings do.

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I am in the shoes of someone who noticed a distance inside. Between what is lived and what is imagined. A cleaner version stands ahead. Quiet. Demanding. The gap is

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