All these many moments
And there were, all these many moments, like the midst of winter with leafless trees and stark grey concrete, when loneliness felt endless and I wondered if this life had […]
And there were, all these many moments, like the midst of winter with leafless trees and stark grey concrete, when loneliness felt endless and I wondered if this life had […]
Notice the space narrow as your throat muscles draw together in support of one another, giving rise to your breath as it mirrors the wind, fanning the flames of your own alchemy. Can we encourage that gentle congregation?
“In short, all good things are wild and free.” ~Henry David Thoreau
Her feet reach out above the earth, as if they are finally taking stance after months of shuffling thru. Toes precise and pointing wide, intuitively proud of what they are […]
And so somewhere in between deciding things weren’t working, wrangling with the format and the template, thinking if those things shifted, how the words would make themselves more audible, move […]