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These posts were all written by someone in a Soul Writing group or workshop in ten minutes or less—really!
Not only that, what you read is virtually unedited from the original, timed writing. Several pieces often have the same title since groups write together on one prompt. Join us anytime to try it out for yourself. For now, happy reading.
The secret path
The secret path. / The one obscured. / The one I’ve been silently treading around my own heart.
What it used to be like
What it used to be like to see my friends: A festival of baking and hosting and hugging. Pouring tea. Sharing bites.
The first thing I remember …
It is the thing that I have forgotten. It is a soft rain, so soft you can’t see the drops.