
If our eyes are windows to the soul,
why do we so often fail to see the reality?


Replace the word ‘anger’ with any of the following: Shame Regret Guilt Sadness Grief etc. Isn’t the question…
If I am not walking or reading during my lunch time (unless I unfortunately have to work through)…
Down this dark rabbit hole, I willingly run. Haunted by dreams in colors, of the muted sun. Pondering…
“The wind in your ears blocks out all traces of doubt and questions about the path you must…

There is something mysterious and mystical about a gray rainy PNW day. The silence and shadows will take…