Monthly Archives: August 2017

Being, not doing

de·com·pres·sion dēkəmˈpreSH(ə)n/ noun a release of compressing forces   The door to my bedroom in the house where I grew up was at the top of the stairs.  My window faced the street.  In summer, the first light of morning … Continue reading

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