“The creative adult is the child who survived.” Ursula Le Guin
To be an observer is enough to be alive. The passive miracle of witness: Eyes open to morning light, Ears catching birdsong, Skin feeling the press of wind. Even the dying observe, Note the ceiling's texture, Count the breaths of loved ones, Watch as light…
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