We breathe and we push into the next chapters restoring ourselves and healing old wounds finding identity once more our colors bloom true standing against the sun a sort of hope in full force after hours of dreaming to find some comfort to protect us from the knife sharp edges we live, we exist we … Continue reading Vitality
It's never just the single unanswered question but a stream of wonderings that flow through my mind during those witching hours that see me awake and thoughtful but who can answer what will never be spoken except to empty rooms and silent stairs I wait for an answer that will never come left on my … Continue reading The Unanswered Question
The Unanswered Question
You can be found in the hidden spaces just beyond the curve of the mountain road just within the green flash where the sunset meets the sea you continue in the hidden spaces tucked within my heart a conversation that has not ended - Caroline A. Slee
The Hidden Spaces
It's never quite the expected: the stranger speaking your words the birds snuggled against the window keeping me company while I cook the rabbits dancing along the street aheadthere's an energy that continues finding ways to whisper against the noise angels in unexpected forms a reminder that you were here and that you are still … Continue reading Angels
Angels
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
A Porch Light #MondayBlogs
Marcus Aurelius #FridayPhilosophy This week has been a doozy. We seem to save all of the big events for the end of the school year: right when all of the energy has left our bodies. My fellow teacher has been reading his Marcus Aurelius lately, so I figured I would piggyback off of that for … Continue reading Marcus Aurelius #FridayPhilosphy
Marcus Aurelius #FridayPhilosphy
The clock grows muffled with each passing hour time tilted in uneven speed the world remains with vast change unimaginable to us as we lived through the thick of it the floors echo silence of a voice that no longer speaks and names are cast about in vain without thought for the consequence all that … Continue reading Fading Time
Fading Time
Bare branches do not mourn their naked state standing against a winter sky uncovered The fields do not grieve the fallow season nourishing themselves with rest And so we too go dormant to regroup, to restore gathering what we need close to our hearts Finding the quiet space to heal ourselves - Caroline A. Slee
Dormant
We choose the joy of the open air all sunshine and snowy peaks and the sweet grasses blooming underfoot we choose the joy of a departure from the everyday leaving our worries far behind ascending to the light - Caroline A. Slee
Peaks
The constant heart holds fast dual identities the unstoppable force the immovable object coexisting in one space the constant heart builds room for the contradictions planting roots growing sturdy stalwart against all comers - Caroline A. Slee #MondayBlogs 05/19/2025