Peaceful

  • Rain

    Today, there is rain. And the most beautiful peace. Continue reading

  • All My Softness

    I am home when the beautiful song of my heart is at peace. There is nothing loud, here, nothing beyond the birds and the rippling pools of shadow on brick. I am just me, in all of my softness. Me,… Continue reading

  • Peace

    Peace. It’s soft and it’s cool. It’s free and it’s flowing. And quiet. (Good heavens it’s quiet. I close my eyes for that one. Truly. I close my eyes.) Peace. It lives in the candle beside me; within this flame,… Continue reading

  • I See Me

    The soft girl whispers in my ear. I drift each cushion to the foot of the bed and carefully place it off to the side, as if it were made of precious, gold leaf. I peel back the doona; the… Continue reading

  • I Became The Sky

    I could have stared at the sky for hours. It was glowing. Grey and orange; still against the crashing sea. But it wasn’t the vision of the sunset that moved me. It was the feel of it within me. So… Continue reading