It’s the end of April, and students everywhere are pulling all-nighters to write papers and finish projects. For the first time in a long time, I am not one of them. 535 more words
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My mornings off are a sacred time that allow me to connect with the Universe and the depths of my soul.
It’s easy for me to lose myself in every part of the world as it wakes up and leaves behind the faint caress of the night that gave way to daylight. 279 more words
What would the Doctor do?
What would Stephen Moffet, Russel T Davies or Neil Gaimon do is more like it. I’m still seeing “whovianism” as a religion showing up in the blog’s most used search terms, even a search for “whovianism vs christianity”. 541 more words
When I see this photo I am reminded of the beauty, majesty of the lovely Jackson Park, it is like a rugged, wild, provincial park that has been protected, its wilderness, its ecological diversity and ecosystem is so special, sacred, beauty full. 683 more words