Rhéa HleihelBulles de verre /Bubbles of GlassFrench Des bulles de verre se forment dans l’air. L’air est tellement fin que je peux le toucher. J’en prends un morceau et il me coupe le…May 24, 2020May 24, 2020
Rhéa HleihelEt si tu n’existais pas — the sweet non-existence of GodApril 10, 2017. I am sitting in the middle rows of the Kingdom Hall of the congregation on Rue Villeneuve. I can still picture the orange…May 21, 2020May 21, 2020
Rhéa HleihelIn ReverseIt’s 8. I’ve sent a handful of emails, sitting on the table, gauging what’s left of the pitch. A couple of minutes to 7, I hold my iPad in…May 18, 2020May 18, 2020
Rhéa HleihelI Put My Running Shoes Next to the Door05.21. I am sitting in front of my laptop, doing what I enjoy more than anything: writing. I have rarely come upon a word that fully…May 14, 2020May 14, 2020
Rhéa HleihelOf Forgiving Ourselves for Legitimate Feelings of Anger & DisappointmentThe man took flour, mixed it with water, salt and olive oil, and started confectioning dough. A few minutes later, he was knitting the…May 9, 2020May 9, 2020