Magic Sparkles

This was unexpected, or was I expecting sparkles to magically fall from the heavens?

March Tantalizes

March Tantalizes

March is a tricky one. Bursts of warm breezes that tickle the fine hairs on exposed necks, shoulders and limbs, sun ducking behind heavy clouds only to pop out with such decisive force that any remaining piles of snow don’t … Continue reading

Rockin’ Robin

She’s still at it. Pecking away to the tune of her own brilliance. Still can’t figure out, a week into it, if she’s vocal about something or simply singing to her own melody and worshipping no one or anything other … Continue reading

A Not So Deeping Sky

A Not So Deeping Sky

I wouldn’t consider this a path to enlightenment, but it’s a path nonetheless. All we can do is close our eyes and listen as darkness descends and reminisce about singing all night for no other reason but love. We cannot … Continue reading

Here

Here

“I can’t speak for elsewhere, but here on Earth we’ve got a fair supply of everything…There may be comparable places elsewhere, but no one thinks they’re beautiful.” – Wislawa Szymborska A blink of an insight, yet what a tribute to … Continue reading

True Faith

I feel so extraordinarySomething’s got a hold on meI get this feeling I’m in motionA sudden sense of liberty… – New Order Somehow, somehow, somehow, we get to that place where there is no choice but to make peace with … Continue reading

Desperately Seeking Me

Desperately Seeking Me

At first, I thought there to be two little birds, but turns out it was the same robin drumming at my window, desperately trying to tell me something. I cracked the door ajar just enough to invite her in yet … Continue reading

Out of Tune

Out of Tune

How ever did we get to this point, so far away from our mother, convinced that walls that contain us are our sanctuary? Don’t get me wrong I’m ever so grateful for Red https://thefolia.com/2017/04/09/red/, she’s there always for us and … Continue reading

Winter Whiskers

Winter Whiskers

Twigs, stalks, stubbles and all kinds of leavings are what I greet along the edges of the frozen terrain I tread. It’s simply that time of year and as all souls know, it’s this occasion of reprieve that allows us … Continue reading

Listen to the Mustn’ts

Listen to the Mustn’ts

Listen to Mustn’ts, child, listen to the Don’ts.Listen to the Shouldn’ts, the Impossibles, the Won’ts.Listen to the Never Haves, then listen close to me.Anything can happen, child, Anything can be. -Shel Silverstein