My heart opened toward you, cathedral doors swung wide in welcome. Reds and blues water across the floor— purple etches love.
My heart opened toward you, cathedral doors swung wide in welcome. Reds and blues water across the floor— purple etches love.
Her words marking me as they’d sprung from her internal world— exquisitely simple reflections.
Bearing testimony of the moment hearts resonate in.
My grandmother. She was a success for being exactly herself and following her loves.
I love to stay busy and keep feeding my creativity, but I’ve noticed one of the best ways to do that is by doing nothing at all—by simply receiving from life.
Clarity struck like lightning, ozone sizzled with potential. I shifted to receive—and learned I am possible in every way.
Love is a sustainable force that inspires, gives life, and sparks vitality.
There are men and women who wake up each morning, rain or shine, at 4 or 5 a.m. to run before starting their day. That is a level of commitment I truly admire and appreciate.
I blog to share my heart and love through a safe channel that lets my creativity shine. Writing is one of the ways I feel most myself, a place for both joy and healing.
You fill me to overflowing with love and grounded inspirations of the heart.