A roof to deflect sun and stormwindows to exchange light and expand our viewwalls to enclose and divideceilings that reach up to heavens, for us to come alivemiracle sunrises to reflect the contracted oneour home provides all of this and … Continue reading
You have a taste of storm on your lips.But where have you been?A remnant taste of bitterness at first, stomach-turningbut then how else do you rise higher than you could ever imagine?
Cleopatra The thing about gaslighting is it works unless you sneak a peek behind the curtain and spot the level of distractions on que to blast out at you when you ask questions or have any critical thought. When I … Continue reading
Storms inevitably roll into our lives. An astute captain knows when the time arrives to raise anchor, lower the sails, and ride out the storm. “Into this house we’re bornInto this world we’re thrownLike a dog without at boneAn Actor … Continue reading
We weren’t made to fit in, we were born to stand out. Time is so compressed these capriciously peculiar days; I can’t think of a better opportunity to take this on. What seems magical is fairly straightforward here, we are … Continue reading
I am coming home.” I have written at length about my nest previously, particularly her name, Red. Search Red on my site and you will see how she’s more than a domicile, more like a companion who’s got my back. … Continue reading
What I would do to be out under even a low angle sun. What I would do to sink my naked toes in grainy sand while the ocean breeze greets my lips with a salty kiss. Until that day comes, … Continue reading
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