Do You Hear It?

Do you hear it? No, not the noise in your head, with jobs to do, wrongs to right, and pains to heal. I mean the beautiful melody of birdsong on an early spring morning. Their hypnotic tune, calling you to listen, to the here, the now. To sit in the quiet, and the...

The Simple Pleasures

Walking through the town on a beautiful spring morning. The trickle of the stream flowing slowly alongside me. A bright smile to the person approaching, with an added hello, the world seems completely at peace. The sounds of children giggling in the playground, not a...

Sowing The Seeds of Your Soul, A Fable For Spring

Once upon a time, there lived a beautiful old woman. A dichotomous woman; the darkness of her clothing, slowness of her pace, and stillness of her presence, somewhat contradicted the depth of energy that enveloped everyone around her. She had a softness that belied...

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