Portal We open the door to what we cannot see the mystical otherworld that hides within our ancient knowledge we welcome higher energy elevated thoughts invoking the storms to wash away the darkness we step over the threshold into our faith overcoming the limits of the modern world - Caroline A. Slee
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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
Constant
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
Whispering Memory
Whispering memory stands like a ghost at the corner of the room and in the pit of my stomach it serves as a comfort, a balm and a jolt of sour adrenaline pulling me through time to anywhere but this moment and I know we remain who we always were though separated by veils or … Continue reading Whispering Memory
Frostbitten
Frostbitten When breathing grows sharp and the skin flushes with a burn a frostbitten sky sending the cold when the winter falls like night with snow hugging the ground we tuck ourselves in layers against chilled elements we lean into the weather pushing into breathtaking wind carrying the memory of flowers the season shifts and … Continue reading Frostbitten
Another Springtime #MondayBlogs
In another springtime the bees stumbled through the lilacs as the cottonwoods shaded the sun In that other springtime lawn mowers played the soundtrack to every Saturday morning as the parks filled with chatter In some other springtime laughter was an easy sound overlooked and automatic a punctuation to joy or silliness In another springtime … Continue reading Another Springtime #MondayBlogs
Comfort
Comfort We treat grief like an injury as if six weeks could heal us instead we need that long convalescence the comfort of soft things the warmth of home the routines that bring us calm grief does not know an end because love does not die so we wrap ourselves in comfort creating our own … Continue reading Comfort
As Pure As… #MondayBlogs
We seek the driven snow that blinding white of grief and purity before the turn in weather before the greys of sleet the world unmarked by human steps we rest in the silence of a world muffled in cold blooming into ice and frost - Caroline A. Slee
We Remember #MondayBlogs
We Remember In a world that denies truth we remember we speak though hatred wishes for compliance we remember the millions who were silenced and stolen and murdered we remember our history though some would rewrite it our eyes bear witness to man's worst destruction we remember what must never happen again - Caroline A. … Continue reading We Remember #MondayBlogs
Lamentations #MondayBlogs
Lamentations #MondayBlogs The sky is choked with dust and wind the stars have dropped from sight the world still turns on its axis and time still makes her demands but the life we held to yesterday is no longer what stands before us darkness lingers and fills every space as we begin to seek the … Continue reading Lamentations #MondayBlogs