I am one of the tree people At my core, solid oak Sky and Earth meet in me My roots go deep but don’t keep me from reaching As I grow I stretch the very boundaries of this world Something breaks, when the wind rattles I never mind Something new grows instead Things always

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  I read a few lines in Anne Lamott’s book Bird by Bird (a truly lovely read) that I wanted to share with you. An eight-year-old boy had a younger sister who was dying of leukaemia, and he was told that without a blood transfusion she would die. His parents explained to him that his

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