Amethyst and quartz, wildly out of place in the most magical way—a glitter pile of hope beneath the rain spout.
Amethyst and quartz, wildly out of place in the most magical way—a glitter pile of hope beneath the rain spout.
He peeled the skins from our tiny oranges and handed them over. We marveled at their perfect fit in our paws.
When I was a young girl, I felt safest in the car—going everywhere and nowhere.
I just wanted to love, and be love. To embody it, and help there be enough for everyone.
She’s teaching me balance in a new way, and I’m proud of myself too for learning and growing with her.
Each room, the lights turned off. It’s habit—a faint closeness, my father’s lesson. I never told him God left them on all night for me.
It's five-year-old you, still here now with wisdom.
Mountains and tall trees as far as the eye could see. Plains of grass and a wild river stretched out before us.