what the land taught me

  • Sometimes Healing Doesn’t Look Like Healing

    Sometimes Healing Doesn’t Look Like Healing

    I didn’t come here looking to heal. I came to travel.To see new places.To experience something different. And somehow, somewhere in the middle of that,I found myself standing in front of a field of cows,watching them exist so completely unbotheredthat it stopped me in my tracks. Another day, it was the water. A loch…

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  • They Blended In—Until They Didn’t

    They Blended In—Until They Didn’t

    I Almost Didn’t See Them We were driving through the Highlands—just following the road as it curved through the landscape, not really looking for anything in particular. And then something shifted. Not obvious. Not dramatic. Just… enough to catch my attention. “Wait… there’s deer.” They matched everything around them—the color of the grass, the…

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  • The Loch Didn’t Just Reflect—It Revealed

    The Loch Didn’t Just Reflect—It Revealed

    I Didn’t See Just One Loch I saw them in pieces. From a moving car.From the side of the road.From a distance that made them feel still… even when I wasn’t. And each time, it looked a little different. Different lochs.Different reflections. And still… something about them felt connected. Like the same truth, showing…

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  • I Wandered Around the Corner…and found Heilan Coos

    I Wandered Around the Corner…and found Heilan Coos

    Highland cows, something Scotland is well known for. Something on my bucket list to see while here. Only, I didn’t go looking for them. No plan. No pinned location. No “must-see” moment. I just walked around the corner. And there they were—laid out in the field like they had nowhere else to be and…

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