Coming Around

Something was shifting and she could feel herself coming around. She was coming up with fresh eyes and a deeper love, light and understanding. Every ending is a new beginning. Every rose has it's thorns. Always there is light at the end of the tunnel. Something was shifting and she could feel herself coming around. Soon she would …

Simple Beauty

Beauty was simple. She could find it anywhere. It was often in the things undecorated and authentic. Sometimes it was even the most lovely as it was dying. Beauty was simple. She could find it anywhere.

Sitting In Sadness

It was difficult some days when all was silent and the demands on her time were gone.  The distractions and constant chatter of life drowned out so much of her feeling of being lost.  She knew it was important and wise to sit in the sadness but it hurt to feel so flailing, falling and …

Blooming, Death and Dormancy

She had learned about the cycles and seasons in life. She would delight always in the Blooming. Accept with curiosity the necessary Death. And of course, Embrace the required Dormancy. Life had seasons. Years had seasons. Everything always Bloomed again.

Collecting Her SELF

Collecting herself, her ideas, and her JOY. She could move forward with more love and truth for everybody, than she ever could Giving Untill She Could No Longer Breathe