Communal Singular

With the breath in your lungs and the tapestry of letters and words that flow from your mouth, remember that you are always in motion and stopping is all part of the process. You are not alone.

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Sally Cranham
Sand & Ashes

In that moment in the church four and a half years ago something awoke in me as I watched the resurrection plant and started to see that when I first came to the USA I buried part of who I was under the sand because I judged what scared me and relied on self preservation as a justifiable way to keep on fleeing. Here I was, in a place I had never been, figuratively and metaphorically and little did I know the process that Father God would take me on to experience the rain finally starting to hit the dry seeds off my arid insides.

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Sally Cranham