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  • WHEN THE WORLD SLOWED, ACCESS OPENED

    A Josephine Celeste Reflection from Twinning, Vermont When the pandemic began, the world went quiet. In Twinning, the sidewalks emptied, storefronts dimmed, and routines disappeared overnight. Life slowed in a way I had never seen before — a pace my… Continue reading

  • JOSEPHINE-CHOOSING MYSELF

    Josephine — Choosing Myself Sometimes living here feels heavier than I expect it to. People don’t always understand me, or the difference between how I move through the world and how others choose to show up in it. I’m often… Continue reading

  • A Day That Lives in Sunflowers: A Lyrical Tribute to a Special Friendship

    Some days carry a weight that never fully lifts.For me, there is one day—dark, dreary, soaked in tears—that once felt like it would shadow my entire lifetime. But somehow, as the years passed, that same day began to change. When… Continue reading

  • The Music That Carried Me

    The music in my head has carried me through some of the loneliest times of my life. Whenever life didn’t feel fair, I would put on my headphones and disappear into my own world—a place where I didn’t have to… Continue reading

  • MIRACLE

    Their eyes met when the door opened. The eyes saw the future before they met. Unlike the open down, their story was unopen. To both of them, that meeting was hard to forget. The sight of their eyes roped them… Continue reading

  • REFECTIONS IN THE RARE VEIW MIRROR

    I see you in my dreams I see you in my reflection I see you in my present I see you in my future I even see in my rare view mirror I see in my dreams as someone who… Continue reading

  • THE FIRE WITHIN HER

    She sat in her room with tears flowing down. There was a fire within her. Deep down, the fire brewed Her challenge was to put out the fire one step at a time. Time, she felt, was closing in on… Continue reading

  • HER MYSIFING WAYS

    People were mystified by just being around her. Her walk was mystifying to people. People would ask how she was able to do what she did. She would just reply that it’s my life. She had a life because of… Continue reading