Author: Michelle Fairchild
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Glowing Together: Joy, Belonging, and Pride in Redding
Saturday’s Pride celebration in Redding was filled with music, dancing, creativity, and color. 🌈🩷✨ But perhaps more than anything, it was filled with joy. There were performers who brought both artistry and humor to the stage. There were people in butterfly wings and rainbow socks rolling through the crowd. There were families, friends, longtime allies,…
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Adam Mac and the Joy of Being Fully Yourself
🎵 Songs for the Soul There are artists whose music entertains us, and there are artists whose lives themselves become part of the message. Since discovering Adam Mac’s Disco Cowboy album, I’ve found myself returning again and again to his blend of country, funk, pop, disco, and unapologetic authenticity. His music is often playful and…
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Love Takes Many Forms
Love takes many forms. Sometimes it looks like showing up for an aging parent. Sometimes it looks like sitting beside a friend during a difficult season. Sometimes it looks like a phone call, a hug, a listening ear, or simply making time for someone who matters. And sometimes love looks like recognizing every person’s right…
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The Ordinary Work of Love
Sometimes a railing is love. Love is often portrayed in grand gestures, but much of love looks like errands, appointments, grocery shopping, cooking, phone calls, paperwork, driving, and waiting rooms. It looks like taking notes during doctor’s visits, holding a hand, giving a hug, and listening with patience. Sometimes one of the greatest expressions of…
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My Mess, My Heart, My Life and the Beauty of Imperfect Living
🎵 Songs for the Soul Myles Smith and the Beauty of Staying Open There are some artists whose music feels less like performance and more like companionship. Songs that sit beside you during long drives, late evenings, difficult seasons, hopeful ones. Myles Smith’s upcoming album My Mess, My Heart, My Life already feels rooted in…
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Words That Stayed With Me: Matt Moberg and the Language of Awe
Sometimes a piece of writing arrives at exactly the right moment. Not because it solves anything. Not because it offers certainty. But because it reminds you that other people are standing in the same bewildering, beautiful experience of being alive. Recently I came across a long-form reflective prose poem by artist and writer Matt Moberg,…
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Glowing Wild at Turtle Bay: An Evening Inside Wonder
But places like this remind me that awe still exists. Beauty still exists. Playfulness still exists.
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Dance No More: Music, Freedom, and the Need to Move Again
Tonight’s Repeat-Listen Moment: “It’s feeling like the music has been heaven-sent And there’s no difference in between the tears and the sweat, uh”
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🌸 Take a Stroll with Me
Gardens ask us to slow down enough to actually witness beauty. And temporary things often ask us to notice them more carefully.
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Triboluminescence
The rabbit hole began when I read online: Quartz crystal is not a solid or liquid.
We Are All Meant to Shine! 