Little lights are dancing To the music of softest rain Tapping into this silence On my fingertips to remain Eyes in awe there find them Kissed by… Read more "THE GIFT"
And Deliver Us From Evil
When famine hisses at so called mighty men And water one can not own turns into clay Greed and vanity will be ripped out of them As… Read more "And Deliver Us From Evil"
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These are the days……
THESE ARE THE DAYS My cold, bare feet are following invisible trails through the sun filled rooms of our house this morning. … Read more "These are the days……"
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Just be….
I do not speak at all these days. I want to curl up in a warm place and feel safe until I feel better. Phases like that… Read more "Just be…."
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Aah…
How beautiful a place it must have been. Where one needed to be so much less than now. And still have a constant love affair with life.… Read more "Aah…"
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These are the days…
My cold, bare feet are following invisible trails through the sun filled rooms of our house this morning. A fresh baked almond… Read more "These are the days…"
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Baby steps
I opened my eyes and could immediately sense the storm. Today would not be another sunny day, and for a split second I felt the faint sensation… Read more "Baby steps"
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This Winter Soul
Lips of blood and thunder, Wet skin under borealis' skies. I cradle the stars in my slumber, For I do not mind, I am ice. ----- Simone… Read more "This Winter Soul"
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Destinations
I captured this image a few weeks ago in Northern Washington. It instantly reminded me of a similar shot I took in Alaska, somewhere in the mountains.… Read more "Destinations"
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Mentor! Läutert …
Segment 9/3......... / My whole live I have looked at all the wrong places for a mentor. That special person I would learn from, be inspired, and… Read more "Mentor! Läutert …"
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Never give up!
Yesterday was the first time in many, many years were thoughts of dying caused by my depression could have easily turned into reality. The episode hit me… Read more "Never give up!"
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….. and I went to the woods..
Henry Thoreau's poem could not be more true. Trees ground me, huge old trees humble me. I imagine a glowing web… Read more "….. and I went to the woods.."
