Author: Sarah May
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The Story I Used to Tell Myself about Love
When I got married the first time, I had the kind of love that I thought I deserved. I thought it was the best I was ever going to get. I thought love was hard because my marriage was hard. I didn’t trust my husband or perhaps I didn’t trust myself. Love was painful. Love…
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A Van Life Engagement
I was wearing sweat pants when it happened. Post-shower, my hair was wild and unbrushed. Makeup? Forget about it. I put it on maybe twice a year. So no, my nails weren’t done either. At least I was wearing a bra. Scratch that, actually, I wasn’t. Moments before, I’d crushed a bag of tortilla chips…
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We Belong To One Another
When we buy into the illusion of separateness, we let division win. When we can no longer understand one another, we are forgetting we actually belong to one another. When we surround ourselves with myths and narratives about “the other”, we create a world that is too small. Its exclusivity only allows people that look…
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What Would Love Do?
Love makes space to see things differently. Love whispers to our closed hearts and says, “it’s worth the risk.” Love sees through the darkness with eyes wide open, knowing that death, loss, pain and endings are veiled rebirths, opportunities and beginnings. Love, given and shared, is eternal. We never truly lose the ones we love. …
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