The hospital room was as cold as dead skin, the hallway crowded with lost souls and reeking of illness.
Raquel CepedaWe arenโt encouraged to think for ourselves and ask questions. We are expected to accept what they teach us as infallible truths.
Raquel CepedaThe things that come to us easily, our propensities, are carried on a deep subconscious level into our next life. There are no coincidences.
Raquel CepedaThe past is buried deep within the ground in Rabat, although the ancient walls in the old city are still standing, painted in electrifying variations of royal blue that make the winding roads look like streamlets or shallow ocean water
Raquel Cepeda