A continuous stream, moving backwards from my most recent thoughts to the roots of this space.
Vesper for a Sovereign Heart Let wide wings of the earth tonight unfold;Over this nest block weeping winds of grief,Like heavy blankets brooding her from cold,And pulling marrow into soft…
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Current 3: The Fearless A gentleman can live through anything, if he only keeps his self-respect.— George Santayana, The Last Puritan (1935) ◊ The look of…
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Current 1: The Quiet A little while ago, I enjoyed a Scotch pairing of the Redbreast 12 and the Ardbeg Ten while sitting at the bar…
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Current 2: The Bold Coming home to Scotland gently soothes the lingering ache of cianalas as you step into the living, ancestral memory of dùthchas. Coming…
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Current 1: The Quiet Campfire in The Glencairn The match is struck in an Irish glen, A ginger spark of Redbreast 12, Lighting the sweet, soft…
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Current 1: The Quiet Growth is rarely a linear, comfortable journey. Often, the spaces that once nurtured and protected us eventually begin to feel small and…
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Current 1: The Quiet We spend our entire lives projecting our own stories onto the night sky. We wish upon stars, we promise the moon, we…
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Current 2: The Bold In building this digital space, I find myself thinking about what it means to trust the process of our own evolution. Sometimes,…
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Current 2: The Bold To be forever fledging is to understand that stretching your wings doesn't mean losing your grounding. The nest moves with you. There…
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Current 3: The Fearless My transition into retirement has felt less like a celebration and a lot more like a battle. To be honest, the amount…
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Because curiosity and growth never retire
