Peace

  • Hope and Peace

    What do I see when I see two sides at war? I see the middle of it all. I see the hurt of both parties, and though I tend to take the side of whoever seems to have the most… Continue reading

  • The Very Same Breath

    But surely you know the earth still breathes the very same breath. The very same breath. And surely you know we earthlings do breathe the very same breath. The very same breath. Continue reading

  • Beneath The Sad Moon

    What is this softness that takes my heart dancing beneath the sad moon? When aching life pours from the sky, and my heart cries to be heard for once without question. Will I listen? No. I will hear, but I… Continue reading

  • This Way, Life

    If not this moment, when? If not under this orange-grey sky, beneath these sweeping willows, fair, where? How do we taste the rain and know it is good if we do not open our mouths? The warm salty promise of… Continue reading

  • Love

    How beautiful, to know there is love. There is love. There is love. Continue reading

  • Stay

    Stay. Listen to this quiet wind and know: this too shall pass. Stay. Hush. Hush. Stay. Tomorrow, we begin again. ☀️ Mental health is a very important issue at this time, and precious human lives are the sweetest thing. Including… Continue reading

  • Like The Rest Of Us

    I do not believe in seeking justice. I believe in healing and forgiveness. I believe in walking with humans who are imperfect like the rest of us. Like the rest of us. Imperfect. Like the rest of us. Like the… Continue reading

  • Everything Will Be Alright

    Hush. Close your eyes. Breathe. It’s alright. Everything will be alright. Continue reading

  • For Now

    In a world of fire, I am the stream. Peace. My heart wants nothing more, my soul wants nothing less. I am tired. So tired of the saddest story: well meaning fighters, fighting for good, creating the worst kind of… Continue reading

  • Sweet Aching Quiet

    Sweet aching quiet. Soft night, curled up beside me. I know you. I know your fragile whispers, well. Continue reading