Texan Canadian

This space holds writing that is sometimes more about reflection. Sometimes is about moments that held growth. Its about things that have happened, moments that are happening, about what we choose to keep, what we learn to repair, and what we come back to. The everyday moments and thoughts are threads that run throughout, not as answers, but as ways of trying to pay more attention. It’s an ongoing practice rather than a finished philosophy. Small adjustments, revisited often.

Tag: beliefs

  • And Still, There Are Moments…

    I don’t believe in God. Not in the way people usually mean it. Not as a being who listens, intervenes, or arranges outcomes. I don’t believe in spells, or in forces that bend reality. I don’t think the universe is paying attention to me. And still, there are moments that feel like something is. It…