an introduction

I’ve always, always introduced myself to people as Rebekah, even though its not the name I go by. Rebekah is my introductory name, my “hi, I’m new to you and you’re new to me, so let’s not get too excited,” measure of self-protection. It’s a protection I tell myself I don’t have and don’t need, but actually cling to, tightly.

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on turning thirty

I used to escape to Lake Geneva quite a bit. For a few years it became my go-to when I needed to be alone to think (or stop thinking) and slow my breath to a more human rhythm.

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after all

These days I find myself staring not into pages but into the sky, tracing the clouds and trees and wind with my heart in a kind of wordless prayer.

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