I wanted to disappear. Instead, I was seen.

Day 27 of The Seal: A 30-Day Micro-Memoir Series

I never thought it was possible to hear the moon move in the sky until the first time I did a reading.

I was at a summer festival in Saskatchewan. The province is called “the Land of the Living Skies” for a reason. I had never seen a sky so dynamic, so kaleidoscopic. Camping under the stars on my first night, the moon was so low and full it made my heart…