Angels… in the most unexpected places ….
Why abstain from love when like the beautiful snow goose someday your soul will leave this summer camp?
Light at the Gate of the Year
“I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year, ‘give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown’’
Why does the blue one come after the brown, and even though the yellow one is a bit smaller it still goes between the black and the turquoise.
Best Wishes for Christmas
. . . it’s less about searching
and more about realizing what you already have.