Life Begins Again …

My phoenix is continuing to rise above the dark regalia of widowhood, and color is in a dripping watercolor stage. A bit surreal and everything without definite form. I do love it, when compared to the abyss. All of you have endured so much in this last year and a half as well. COVID hasContinue reading “Life Begins Again …”

In My Mind

I still run carefree in bright wild-flowered meadows. I still ride hair flying on thundering hooves. I still call out to that which is Higher. I still touch others then kneel from their gifts. I still believe there is good in the world. I still feel gratitude for all I have lived. I still feelContinue reading “In My Mind”