Lofty Ventures in the Wounds of my Shadows

Lofty Ventures in the Wounds of my Shadows

When your heart is left with the remnants, still smoldering from a ravaged battlefield, a hill or two become more than a routine, they become a heraldic urgency of sorts. Just another dizzying, hazy early morning acclivous brisk treading, what … Continue reading

A Glowing Welcome

A Glowing Welcome

A quiet magic of November can be found everywhere. As boisterous as 2020 has been, as an influx of illusions continue to ensue, mind your reaction, and instead reclaim your stillness within your body and on this Earth. Most of … Continue reading