Decisions From On Top

Decisions From On Top

“Which way Mama?” “That depends what type of bird you feel like.” Naturally, we took flight on both slopes, one more thrilling than the other. What holier thrill is there than zipping along mountain tops? All decisions from up here … Continue reading

Taking Flight

Taking Flight

Taking Flight Fading, noise of the worldEntombed, curated stories|Laid to rest, misgivingsManifesting, dreamy visionsReclaiming, warm delights and steamy waysFrom the depths of my reserves, peace and joyRestored, remembranceGlowing, vestiges of an ancient waySound once again…didn’t know betrayal could be so … Continue reading

Something Above

Something Above

“The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars but in ourselves, that we are underlings.” (Julius Caesar, Act I, Scene III, L. 140-141). –Shakespeare

F Is For…

…frolicking in the park. Who would have thought we’d invest so many hours at the park in February. It’s hard to leave before the witching hour. Instead of making progress on a mare, we’re climbing full speed up slides until … Continue reading

Lil’ Loves

Lil’ Loves

Sweet lil’ loves, I’ll take these over even the lusciously blooming bleeding red buds in the background. Something about teeny, tiny things, perhaps because I’m such a thing. These may be debris by some laudable standards, but I hold them … Continue reading

Sparkle Potion

It’s no wonder I sparkle…look what I ingest. Pure beauty. Pure love. Have a closer look at your food…bet you didn’t know cinnamon can sparkle like this? Did you know a fellow being could create such beauty? Can you imagine … Continue reading

Abracadabra Baby

It’s a magnificent Monday, a sublime minimalistic eve…anything could happen. Winding down and keeping things rather simple, clearing out the clutter in the mind, in this space. Reflecting on the year and what’s to come…it takes up a lot of … Continue reading

Where the Rivers Meet.

Where the Rivers Meet.

The difference between a some-day home and a daily wonder home are the steps taken from your heart into your mind. The tenor of the waterfall, the tones of the wooded path, etched in the cells of your heart, mind … Continue reading

Purple Haze

Purple Haze

The world will ask you who you are and if you don’t know it will tell you. – Carl Jung It’s never been a better time to remind yourself and to remind the world who you came here to be. … Continue reading

Kid Can Throw

Kid Can Throw

Kid can do a lot…so much potential energy, he doesn’t even realize it. One day. Keeping up this talent of his, he may get there swiftly. Something about creating with your hands and wet clay spinning…it’s quite a feeling. My … Continue reading