The light hitting the water….
Have you ever woken up from a long night of sleep and really taken notice of your waking style? For me, waking up is, some days, an act of feverish
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“Love is friendship set on fire.”
These last few weeks have given themselves over, lush with experiences that started my heart strings strummin’. It is here that I wish to share with you all the places
New perspective and those same old discoveries…
I get this question all of the time, and it is a question that I revel in, because I know the answer. Isn’t that a lovely thing? Questions that we
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John Mayer killed Santa Clause….
Not only is the world fundamentally changing and twisting and also some how staying exactly the same, but there are people out there sucking up the lime light with disgusting fervor; and shamelessly. This should please me, given that, as Audrey Hepburn so wisely put “it wrecks a girls complexion.” However, some dreams of mine have been shattered and this technological hell mouth seems the only appropriate place to air my grievances. … Continue readingJohn Mayer killed Santa Clause….
“…those who matter won’t mind.”
When we are young, we remember with our senses. We remember what color our grandfather’s favorite chair was, and the peculiar texture of our kindergarten teachers wild curly hair. In
The mysterious history of Valentine’s Day.
“In Rome, during the third century, it is rumored that a priest serving under the emperor Claudius II went rogue, making himself a legend. His name was Valentine, and after a law was passed banning marriage in an effort to strengthen the troops frame of mind, Valentine continued to preform marriages in secret. Once discovered, the priest was sentenced to death and spent his last days publicly worshipped by all the young couples that he had helped.”
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Celebrating love, with the letters…
Every year, for one reason or another, the month of February gets lost in my calender pages, and I get lost along with it. Maybe I have a hard time
The passion to keep on moving. Growth from the letters.
It occurred to me, after this most tumultuous first of the year, that our passions do not only keep us moving, but can get us moving again. Seraphim Fire has been burning all this time, and I have been sitting against it, trying to find the way to push forward, and get back to work. … Continue readingThe passion to keep on moving. Growth from the letters.
“You manifest that which is before you.”
“I sleep more here. Something I should be grateful for, but instead I have guilt.
I picture you smiling at me now, rolling your eyes at nameless guilt, all over a little lazy sunshine.” … Continue reading“You manifest that which is before you.”