Each heart is made of a different stone - no two feel alike nor break the same way.
I pray this winter be gentle and kind - a season of rest from the wheel of the mind.
Ambition or contentment? This simple question led me back to a more balanced view of life and put me in touch with the Me I used to know.
I'm shy in person - so afraid to confess my love - I need a go-between - our mutual friend, the Moon.
We fear monsters because we fear the dark parts of ourselves.
Sunday evenings are heavier than clouds with rain, darker too and often interminable.