Poet. Writer. Photographer.
https://youtu.be/QoEpipVAZUc This song came up on my playlist as I was beginning my yard work after my first day back to my classroom when this small wildflower caught my eye. When you are a poet-photographer-believer-passionate teacher, such a thing can become life changing, lol. I was so moved by the way the sinking sun was highlighting … Continue reading Colliding Light
In the silence, blooms slowly awaken from deep sleep, each petal fading in to life, colored gradually by individual rays of soft, natural light. I wait in line. The peace already activating me inside, a hymnal hum with lost lyrics returning to mind. Here comes my light... I am ready. Old me, goodbye. Evolution of … Continue reading Silent Awakening
This one’s for a friend. For my son. For my student. For you. For me. We all stumble. Sometimes merely a trip, sometimes down a seemingly endless, dark abyss. We all get lost. Sometimes we find our way, sometimes indefinitely in the same spot, we remain. We all face obstacles. Sometimes they lift, sometimes they … Continue reading In Darkness and Doubt
The heat was on! An advisory, in fact. The shade and clouds, sparse. The distance, minimal. But oh that terrain: deep sand. The kind where you feel you are simply sinking, barely advancing, despite all of the effort you are expending. Will I ever make it back to my car? Why didn't I bring my … Continue reading The Steps
Sometimes, an ember of sunshine is all we need, that bit of hopeful light to safely keep in a pocket, in a palm, in a locket, in a song, nourish it until it again is strong enough to fully illuminate on its own, for sometimes even the sun gets weary of using … Continue reading Authentic Light
Waterdrops drip from the gray, but they do not dilute my colors; boldly, they remain. My dreams are not made of sidewalk chalk in danger of the rain; they cannot be washed away. They are more like the wildflower, beautiful bloom with roots that the earth selflessly lends a hand to, so the … Continue reading Rainy-Day Dreams
Lost for a long while in the endless half-acre, drawn into details, searching for treasures, glorifying the fungus and weeds, macro honing in on their natural beauty, the stillness that surrounds, the stillness in me, magnifies my senses supernaturally, the rustle of a leaf, the distant wind chimes, soft birdsong melody, … Continue reading Light and Vine
In this early dawn, I let the stillness be, observe the lightening of dark transforming gradually, so subtly, yet the colors awakening are so softly profound, the beauty almost too much to behold with the eye, so the heart and soul absorb the excess, the spilling over, and preserve it as a natural resource to … Continue reading This Sunrise
The skies are a constant yet ever-changing, stably existing but always swirling, shapeshifting, with new colors, ever experimenting, a testament of intentional creation awe-producing, designed to let the dark pass through rumbling, the water to pour out, quenching and replenishing, snow to fall as virgin canvas offering, wordless language in subtle and profound images revealing. … Continue reading The Skies and I
The lines in my lenses connect bodies and souls, lead to the unknown beyond the path, perhaps to home. The lines in my lenses I follow up to remind me of my humility, to thank the Lord above. The lines in my lenses lead me to be grateful, draw me in to the … Continue reading The Lines in My Lenses
