Life

  • Unspoken

    I’ve done it again. I’ve pressed delete. Any words that might hurt another, even if they are my truth, cannot stay here. And though the post I’ve just deleted feels right from my perspective…there is the potential that it may… Continue reading

  • Heart

    How my heart breaks when I think of it. The moment I was curled up on the hospital bed, weeping in my husbands arms, just absolutely sobbing with fear as the two doctors stood by, helpless to my tears. Only… Continue reading

  • Pure Bliss

    It is a softness that becomes me, and I am gone. Lately I am understanding more and more about this mysterious creative force that takes me, and yet, truly, I understand nothing. I know it uses me in ways I… Continue reading

  • Sacred Sorrow

    I was on my knees, in the garden. If she was a person, we would have been forehead to forehead, and I would be whispering my sorry into her skin. But she was not a person. She was a plant.… Continue reading

  • Happy New Year

    It’s just gone 12:30, a new year has rolled in. Of all the people I have to wish a dear and beautiful new year to…it is you, bloggy friends. My soul folk. I ache to express what words cannot. I… Continue reading

  • Wishes

    I’m on holidays in the middle of nowhere. I have books. I have my computer. I have a heart that wishes for silence and the soft smiles of love. I will sip some tea and close my eyes. Continue reading

  • Scars

    The scars of life run so very deep. It’s hard to remember them, hard to sit with that pain. The moments of quiet are beautiful, though, and moments of love revisited are to be cherished. How beautiful true love feels… Continue reading

  • Freud

    I’m about to sit down and snuggle with one of my Christmas presents. It is a book by Sigmund Freud called ‘The Interpretation of Dreams.’ I’d imagine it will hand me another key to my perception of reality, which I’m… Continue reading

  • Merry Christmas

    None of it makes a difference to me. Some of you I barely know. Some of you I have known and loved to the depths of my soul. None of it matters. Because each of you has my heart. And… Continue reading

  • I Miss You

    I miss you, my beautiful bloggy friends. My goodness my heart misses you. It is truly a strange thing, that here, more than any other place, my truth shines her beautiful light. Everywhere else on earth, I am partly starving.… Continue reading