This morning, I poured myself a glass of almond milk—the same Earth’s Own unsweetened variety I’ve bought for years—and noticed something extraordinary. It tasted sweet. Not the flat sweetness of added sugar, but a quiet, living sweetness that seemed to bloom on my tongue. A sweetness with depth, like the subtle shift in the air…

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“The Glimpse” Written April 20, 2025 I have forgotten who I am—not lost,just buried beneaththe noise,the names,the not-me’s I’ve worn too long. But today,in stillness,something stirred deep within. A thought:I am a child of the Universe.But no—not a child to blindly obey,not innocence trapped in silence. I am a seeker.A soul asking holy questions.A whisper…