From the window on top of my mountain I look out and see the fresh blanket of snow and marvel in the change in season like I am witnessing it again for the first time. My wood fire is blazing as I sit and write.
Life has been full of beginnings and ends for me in the past few months and the metaphor inside myself has become- every breath is an end to what came before and only this breath carries the potential …

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