Small gestures change the world

Help kind of moves around like light. Even a little bit is good.



I will never leave you

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A poem struggling to be formed

A lump is catching in my throat
My heart is crying to be heard.

Your spirit never stops to muse
Where Love comes from.
A never ending flow
Is dripping down in snowflakes
Gently singing through the air
Landing on your tongue
Seeping in your heart.
I come through colorful sunsets
As a glowing ball of light
Burning orange and yellow
Dreamy blue and gray
A fiery orb, sinking in the west
Burying all the unhealed thoughts
Kissing every tear.
Blessing your unfilled heart.
An acceptance so Divine
And a Love without condition.
Your healing is inside.
And I will never leave you.

Mystical Union

door county sunset

As a photographer, I have found it hard to delete my pictures! Even the ones that don’t turn out so well. Each of those pictures represent a memory. And when you are outside, the light changes quickly and each picture is unique.

This brings to mind an experience I had in Door County a few summers ago. My husband and I went to the east side, which we had not explored before. Our hotel was close to a woodcarver’s shop.  The town was very small, so his shop was pretty noticeable, especially since it was closed and had a sign: “Gone sailing!” I laughed at the sign, and  I could already tell the owner was a free spirit, somebody I wanted to meet. Continue reading