Bumps relax into a smooth line. Creases fade and tensions subside. I am here. Obstacles gone. Money is only good for solving problems. Blue-green floor, moths flutter in the glow of the candle. The damp smell welcomes me. I am here. Conversations dissipate into muted memories. Good, bad, indifferent. I am here. Weeks ahead doContinue reading “Here.”
In the early hours of the day,spring the secrets of the woodsas its dwellers say hello.That is why I come. And as I gently rock, with a cup in hand,the shadow of the hill recedesso the sun can smile upon the trees.That is why I come. Beneath the conversationthat echoes from all sides,is the softContinue reading “THIS.”
Hay, now. Bad vs good. Wrong vs right. Intentions benign and bundled with twine. Hay, now. Lead with your heart. Love with your words. Life lessons from friends so blessed to be mine. Hay, now.
When I was a little girl I would look on the ground — in the dirt, in the snow, everywhere I went — hoping to see a hoof print. This morning while walking out to the barn to feed animals, the sun came out from behind a cloud and suddenly I saw nothing but hoofContinue reading “Hoof prints and signs”