My world was closing in and I felt suffocated. My soul was landlocked, hemmed in, and I desperately needed to stretch and breathe. I had looked forward to my vacation at the beach for weeks. Grabbing my camera, I headed out the door of the condo. The sun warmed my shoulders, though there was a…… Continue reading Take Off Your Shoes
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Of Moonflowers, Light, and Love
I have a moonflower vine. It grows on a trellis just outside my sunroom. Most every night I peek outside to see if it’s blooming. The flowers are as big as my hand, smell faintly sweet, and have heart-shaped leaves. It is by far one of the most beautiful flowers I have ever seen. I’m…… Continue reading Of Moonflowers, Light, and Love
Such Trees Are Not Bothered
The ancient tree in our yard lost a branch. Not just a little branch either. The air was still. The day was sunny. There had been no storm. No rain to speak of for weeks. Pop. Crack. Down it came. The wound was jagged, gaping. This mighty maple with roots so deep now bears the…… Continue reading Such Trees Are Not Bothered
Permission to be at Ease
Here I sit today. Post war. Post depression. A large portion of the debris left on the battleground of our marriage has been cleared away. Major excavation has taken place. Positive experiences are replacing the negative ones of the past. Happy memories are beginning to crowd out the old memories full of hurt and regret.…… Continue reading Permission to be at Ease
Of Sea Creatures and Kings
Sea creatures are fascinating. The little octopus held me captive while visiting an aquarium and I stared at it for several minutes. At the same time I shook off the willies that sent chill bumps up the skin of my back. How can something so alluring be so repelling at the same time? Touching a starfish and…… Continue reading Of Sea Creatures and Kings
Of Brooding and Nesting, Roosting and Resting
Have you ever felt like life just needs to stop so you can focus on the problem at hand? You reason, if I could only take some time to think about what’s going on and what I’m going to do about it, then I’d feel better. If only I didn’t have so many other things…… Continue reading Of Brooding and Nesting, Roosting and Resting
