Traveler #MondayBlogs I rise from the desiccated sands a traveler lifted from the here and now my vision carries me an intrepid wayfarer ascending to the green hills embraced by misty mornings and soft rains no more in the space my body occupies but in some other world my mind's eye has opened to me … Continue reading Traveler #MondayBlogs
Writing
The Whited Sepulchre
When hypocrisy wipes out humanity
There Are No Lions Here #MondayBlogs
There Are No Lions Here #MondayBlogs The mind is a zebra skittish poised to run Every rustle and every breeze stalks hunts sees its prey But there are no lions here no apex, set to pounce no predator trapping us In its hungry gaze from across a savanna in the wilderness of thought There are … Continue reading There Are No Lions Here #MondayBlogs
Perfect Conditions
Perfect Conditions The sky would never have fallen if the cliffs had reached higher heights none of it would have ended in disaster if only we had been stronger, better, morewe confront every hypothetical with repentance and endless regrets donning our armor to face all the things that were never real we borrow trouble and … Continue reading Perfect Conditions
Glass Houses #MondayBlogs
Glass Houses They cast the stones to fly ready to shatter the world blinded by reflections on the surfaces they see a world of glass houses each breath one step from heartbreak a grief that comes for us all after so much wasted time and so much like the bell that cannot be unrung what … Continue reading Glass Houses #MondayBlogs
Self-Soothing
Comfort no longer comes from community occupying a space of isolation but instead must be found in the silence within rituals soothe us through the empty hours lifting our hearts along the way - Caroline A. Slee
Cocoon
Thoughts on the Desiderata
Fading Eyes #MondayBlogs
Thoughts on endings and change
Upheaval #MondayBlogs
Forging ahead
A Porch Light #MondayBlogs
A Porch Light What guides us home through the darkness is the brightness that shines across the miles a porch light to warm us to pull at our hearts a beacon to call us through rough terrain a lighthouse for home a balm against life's fire a comfort for our battered hearts - Caroline A. … Continue reading A Porch Light #MondayBlogs