When I’m Feeling Hopeless and Lost, I Go to the River for Nourishment

A 5 things photo essay

Arkansas River in Tulsa, Oklahoma. Image by the author.

It was a humid, October day. I’d been telling myself for weeks that a walk by the river would do my heart, head, and body a lot of good but hadn’t gone on one yet.

We’d been basically self-quarantined since Mid-March, with a smattering of visits to close family members on special…

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Aimée Gramblin

Aimée Gramblin

Creativity Fiend. Memoirist-in-progress with the collective awakened and awakening consciousness. Love + Courage = Love Evolution. 16x top writer.

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