Shades of bright pink–magenta, fuchsia, cerise–through a sea of gray, peek,a reminder that soon it will be spring.In the shroud of fog and mistthat seems to perpetually persist, nature refuses to statically subsist;every cloud will again disperse or lift.Time was constructed with the condition of motion with clauses that require stages of hibernation;every living thing needs rest … Continue reading Seasons Within
When a million mixed feelings rise up in medespite the dam I've so meticulously built,and the tears threaten to overtake, in the emotional disturbance, overspill, and I get so frustratedfor not being able to keep it down,and I get exhausted from the not understandingof these things too buried within myself, and upon my pillow, I offer up … Continue reading My Buoyancy
Every heart goes through seasons;every soul sometimes dims.Spring isn't meant to be eternal;shadows may need to become friends. Pain cannot be avoided,but heartache need not break us;When the last leaf falls,it's the tree's self-preservation. Winter brings delicate beautyto those possessing appreciation.Some blessings bloom brightly;others require effortful observation. Fragile flowers sometimes get peltedby heavy winds and … Continue reading Every Heart
A timeless moment that stills me deeply, sunset silhouette, peace seeps into me. Ripples on the bay, nature's palette, a silent messenger negates all of it. Beauty is always present, serenity an exercise, hope still floats and rises.
Storm whisperer usually,with arms outstretched,welcoming the powerand harnessing it within, sometimes the tempestturns on meand brings to the surfacethings long buried and distorts my abilitywith the stinging rainto see clearlythrough such blinding pain; it is then that I tend tocollapse in the mirage of the puddle,sinking fathoms deepinto the dark aqua-underworld, forgetting how to breathe,forgetting … Continue reading Puddle Abyss
It has been way too long since I've gone to the ocean. And it's across the street! Shame on me! That was my thought (again) yesterday after work, after another week that emotionally and mentally and therefore physically drained me to the max. This morning, the call was way too strong to ignore. My soul … Continue reading Sunrise Chasing
My favorite kind of sky graces me tonight. No matter moon's shape or size, it is the clouds that catch my eye (no surprise) in the way they float by as a reminder in time the dark always gives way to the light. In the distance, the wind chimes softly join in nature's lullaby; trees … Continue reading Night Air
I am unstoppable. Though I have fallen, though I have felt sealed in a tombed fate, I have risen, I have relentlessly followed that one ray of light. I have never lost faith. I have found my way, and the light of day blinds my eyes and its warmth soaks into my soul; I have … Continue reading Unstoppable
(On suicide prevention...) I’m guilty, too. Of letting my teen spend too much time online. Of not requiring her to spend enough time outdoors. Of letting it become too common practice to do our own things in separate rooms most of the time. These are dangerous things. Especially in these times. Too many (more than … Continue reading I’m Guilty, Too.
Happy Sunday! It’s a good morning. Because I have the amazing blessing of deciding how I fill my day. What a gift. What freedom. What power. What will I select from the generous menu to construct this day? First, I choose mental and emotional peace. What brings me balance? Writing. Nature. God. Companionship. I have … Continue reading Building a Good Day