October 25, 2020

Who is She?

You are whole and open while you freefall to WHO, The feathers of fear falling away so soon. There’s pain as you pluck away shame, guilt […]
September 9, 2020

The Stillness

Do you ever sit still long enough to hear the leaves rustle? To notice the shimmer of a single thread of spiderweb in the sun? Do […]
April 21, 2017

A Grandmother’s Life No Longer

I walked outside and have never heard a quiet like this snowy Sunday evening in Stephens City. The world was still, almost paying respect to my […]