Past

  • The Angel There

    As the ice drips from this frozen heart, here grows the beauty of feelings gone by. How I remember you, dear echo of friendship. How clear it has become that kindness was the angel there. Continue reading

  • The Way It Was

    How beautiful. I’ve just had the most soul shining few hours. First: meditation. The deepest pains of the past rising to the surface, drawing all of my softness to me. An exploration of times where my life showed me the… Continue reading