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I wish there was more time in a day to do it all, work, write, read, rest, and play.
Every once in a while something will inspire me to write, daydream, ponder, and reflect. What comes forth comes forth.
When a post does arrive in your inbox, my hope is that something moves you, a reminder, a nudge of family, or a lover lost. I hope to make you ponder that which makes life….well, Life.
Hopefully, I’ll make you laugh and make you cry because I’ve stirred a memory of love, the joys, and the losses of ALL the different ways of love. The love of a child, love of a parent, love of a lover and friend, love of Self, and the best of you, love of the sea and far-off lands, love of living. The beauty, the bittersweet heartbreaks. and the longing of it all.
Latest Journal Entries
Apples and Almond Butter😃
What snack would you eat right now? Mmmm, Apples and almond butter sounds good about now…🍎 ~ Talented Artist Unknown ~
~ Silence
This reflection emerged as a quiet conversation that I had with David Whyte’s essay, Silence, from his book Consolations. My own essay, also called ~ Silence, was written by listening to the invitation, request and eventual emphatic need for the recovery found in silence. What follows is not about silence as an ideal (well..maybe a…
Christmas
A Doorway Half Open Christmas arrived suddenly. Before I knew it, one of my favorite holidays was here. Arriving soft, quiet, and very much present.. yet with hindsight, it poked at me days before its official arrival…Gnawing on those soft places. Each place, held a heartbeat of love. Deceased parents, long distant kids, a move…
Winter Solstice
There is a quiet stretch of days at the turning of the year, between the darkest night and the return of the light, when time seems to soften, and a hush comes over the earth. Particularly in the north where the beauty of the changing seasons offer their own reflections.
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Thru soulful eyes 