Humanity

  • The White Swan

    The soft girl drifted away from the ballet and felt the air fall around her like silk. It was a wonderful twenty-four hours, one of the rare occasions that my husband and I leave our children in the capable hands… Continue reading

  • In The Silence

    Here I sit in this patch of sun, beneath this naked tree, only me. I ask my heart to hush so that I might hear the birds. But just as soon as my heart goes quiet… so do the birds.… Continue reading

  • Treasure

    I drift into life unknown, touching each day with the tips of my fingers and finding the treasure inside the treasure I’ve already found. Continue reading

  • The Puzzle

    I believe the world is a puzzle, and we are the pieces. All of us. The trees. The rivers. You. Me. These guys. (Awwwww. xxx)   But no, I mean really. That’s what I believe. We’re a puzzle. And though… Continue reading

  • The Answer

    The answer is: I don’t know the answer. The question is: Does anyone?   Continue reading

  • Wild Geese: Mary Oliver

    A friend gifted me a beautiful copy. The words were swirly, and letterpressed onto white rippled cardboard, and when I read it—Wild Geese, a poem by Mary Oliver—I just knew there was no one in the world that needed it… Continue reading

  • The Deep End Of Me

    If I love you: Today, you feel like all the pink clouds in my sky.   If I miss you: Today, I ache for what we make the world when we are together.   If I know you: Today, I… Continue reading

  • Tomorrow

    Tomorrow, we start again. 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

  • Once Upon A Lifetime Past

    I couldn’t tell you how old I was. Seven or eight, maybe. However old I was, though, I was old enough to know what I believed. And what I absolutely did not believe was that my Mum had been killed… Continue reading