UNDER THE WILL… OVER THE DRAMA…

Tag: Holding Space

  • Emotional Tesco Express…

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    Mae Faurel
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    More Milk, More Messages (Apparently I’m the Drop-Off Point Now)… Earlier today, I wrote about the milk I didn’t expect to carry, handed to me by a woman at the petrol station who poured out her heart like it had been bottled up for years. I walked away holding more than a story. I was…

  • The Milk I Didn’t Expect to Carry…

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    Mae Faurel
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    Was I Meant to Be There? Yesterday started like any ordinary Saturday on a long bank holiday weekend in Ireland. The charity shop closed early, and I stopped at the petrol station for milk. Simple, right? I’ve known the lady behind the counter for a few years. We usually share a quick laugh or some…