Chris Morrison was born on the north shore of Lake Superior and currently lives within moments of the Atlantic in Nova Scotia, Canada.
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6 thoughts on “Coming into joy”
It reminds me how my daughter taught me more than I thought I could ever learn
As Sheldon Always
Laughter as light. Emanating and being embraced by it. Joy. That’s what this felt like to me, both a pool of experiences and a single one in particular that I hadn’t thought of for a while. Thank you for drawing it to the surface once again.
Dancing on Frozen Beaver Ponds 
It reminds me how my daughter taught me more than I thought I could ever learn
As Sheldon Always
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Laughter as light. Emanating and being embraced by it. Joy. That’s what this felt like to me, both a pool of experiences and a single one in particular that I hadn’t thought of for a while. Thank you for drawing it to the surface once again.
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smiling…
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This is so spare, as so very, very beautiful! *gasp!*
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That precious look. Beautifully expressed.
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You’ve captured a universal moment with these honed words, Chris.
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