Grace

  • 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

  • I Have Loved

    I only have to give this love that I have. I only have to give it, and cherish the way it feels to know I have loved. Continue reading

  • The Beautiful Things

    There are days when the wind blows my feelings in storms over the sea of life, and on these days my old friend fear rows back to me and makes himself known. Do you need me, he says, can I… Continue reading

  • Life, Ever Fragile

    The fragility of life can be truly shocking. There’s a beautiful line from a Sarah Barellies song called, ‘She used to be mine’. It goes like this: Sometimes life just slips in through the back door, and carves out a… Continue reading

  • Now They Are One

    Shadow dancer on the wall. Darling of light and form. A body. A wall. Each but a fragment of life until they find each other. Now they are one, yes. Now they are one. Continue reading

  • Tomorrow’s Sweet Sun

    How sweet it is, dear life. To choose better, without handing a cup of pain to another. To know my worth and to ask equal to its value without hesitation: a true gift from the whirling, twirling invisible world of… Continue reading

  • Ballerina

    I was a ballerina in a past life. Of course, I can’t be certain. But as I look in the mirror, lift my arms, tilt my neck— I know this place, this grace. And sometimes I wonder why. Continue reading

  • It Is A Gift

    It is a gift. An open heart spun into ebony lace: words. So much more than what they seem. The chance to see, and believe that anything is possible, always. No matter how wild the wind on a quiet sea. Close… Continue reading

  • The Day Moon

    When the day moon shines from its blue morning home, I reach into the quiet and feel once again the tender, sweet moments of yesterday.   Continue reading