We each have a different story to tell. With friends and family, we may have sat around the same campfire of life, and later discovered that our remembrances of those events differ notably. Through the haze of our churned emotions, we experience life and craft our way.
In her poem, The Dance, Oriah Mountain Dreamer writes, "Our lives are the story of how we remember. It is the dance that was woven into the fabric of our being from the beginning."
In her poem, The Dance, Oriah Mountain Dreamer writes, "Our lives are the story of how we remember. It is the dance that was woven into the fabric of our being from the beginning."
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