The World

  • Waves

    I have lived on this earth with them, but not apart of them. It is a story I have not written. I, ( whoever ‘I’ is ) would not write a story such as this. I am them and they… Continue reading

  • The Web

    It is beautiful, I think, to be a very small thread on the web of it all. Continue reading

  • One

    Here we are, world. Another day of co-creation. I do not own you. You do not own me. And yet we are one becoming many through each moment, each hour, each breath held or released in the face of it… Continue reading

  • Smile

    On the eighth day of Christmas I wondered how the steps I take with my average girl feet might change the world— even in some small way. I wondered for about a second and then I stopped wondering and just…smiled.… Continue reading

  • When The Soul Wakes

    The world didn’t suddenly become more beautiful. Her soul woke up. And finally she saw everything. Continue reading