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"It only takes a reminder to breathe,

A moment to be still, and just like that,

Something in me settles, softens,

Makes space for imperfection.

The harsh voice of judgement drops to a whisper

And I remember again that life isn't a relay race,

That we will all cross the finish line,

That waking up to life is what we were born for.

As many times as I forget,

Catch myself charging forward,

Without even knowing where I'm going,

That many times I can make the choice

To stop, to breathe, and be,

And walk slowly into the mystery."

(Donna Faulds)


Photography: @ritapiludu

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