Now I can define it as all the ways we are given just enough by the hand of time to dust off, bring our heads up and scan the skies, however many times it takes. Besides the dualities of hope and fear, besides the duality of reality and madness, joy and all the tears I've cried over the years, this was something else entirely that I held as my guiding light. Love
Deborah Pardes
@DBPardes · 0:49
But I really love this one in particular because it reminds me so much of some of the most tender times I've ever spent with my father, which was looking up and wondering together. So I did that while I was listening to you. Thank you so much