And in the Beginning, There was Nothing

The absence of sound, a quiet rock on a still afternoon. Sunshine. This is todays first entry. This is the quietness before the first beginning; the dark hour while babies wait to be born and everything seems its most terrible, or wonderful.

I look forward to what this will become, beyond its naming.Thank you for joining me here – See you in the sweetness of what is to come.



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