Some photos from my walk today...https://youtu.be/D2sHH7D3zNc
My whole family playfully makes fun of me for my cloud obsession. But what they don't know is that clouds are one of my therapies. Nature, in general. I find it nearly impossible to retain negative thoughts and feelings while being in nature. Maybe it's just my personal distractibility level. Maybe it's my higher power … Continue reading Whisked Away
The sky stirs me when it swirls; emotions rise, and time stands still. Cloud wings take to flight; will I be talon-chosen? (Oh please! Just for one night....)
The sky matches my moods today: confused, swirling with lights and darks rising and sinking simultaneously like the sun and moon, clouds bright with hope, the linings that I focus on amidst the showers and storms, not able to grasp these morphing, clouded emotions, so I walk on. Poem and images … Continue reading I Walk On
We want a sign sent specifically to us to tell us which way to go, we want to feel lightning-like bolts in a soulmate so we know, we want to see with our own eyes that there is a god and more to this life, yet we do not look, we stay … Continue reading Cloud Signals
There is a certain trust that is birthed, it seems, when we let go of those things, the ones, we are not meant to be gripping, for the wind cannot carry that which is so willfully tethered. If we simply allow ourselves to float and let go, all that is meant for us individually … Continue reading Flight
I decide where and when I go next. I've always had wings but never realized I, alone, am the pilot.