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Harmony McMaster
Bio
Life is full of polarities, none in which we can live without. I am passionate about the simple and the magnificently supernatural. Now learning to share this odyssey of life through my stories.
Stories (4/0)
Whispers & Bites
Her last memory…. One who deeply looks into the night sky is usually known as a star gazer, desiring to understand the mysterious ways of a stars being, their fascinated to know truth above their own in some form, and their eyes will search and long for any movement across the skies.
By Harmony McMaster2 years ago in Fiction
In DEATH we are Transformed
The stars presence has had a profound impact in my own life journey. Truth is their is something that stirs in so many of us to look up starring and longing at the starry night sky. What is it within us drawing our attention to the beauty of these stars? Entwining us with a nostalgic sense of inner knowing and connection. For some causing their own lips to become mindful of what they speak, eyes and heart connect in an appreciative and amazed wonder. Even a heart will cry out for comfort from the intimacy that is felt invisibly beyond the veil.
By Harmony McMaster3 years ago in Futurism
The girl on the ground
1985 I am 5 years old. I am an awfully timid insecure little girl even at this age. I feel the awkwardness of my entire being deeply in my bones, and not just my bones do I feel, I feel the bones of every one else in my mum’s weekly G.I.R.S. group. Here they meet, misfit adults talking amongst each other for hours sharing their broken lives.
By Harmony McMaster3 years ago in Humans
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