Aurora Award Nominated Author
I know that I’m not the only one. Although I haven’t entered the forest yet, I’ve come to realize that I’ve been playing in the small brook that sits outside of it. I can’t see the trees on my walls, but I can hear… Continue Reading “The Water by the Edge of the Forest – On Depression and Healing”
I’ve started seeing the shadows again. I can see them out of the corners of my eyes when I walk into a room, or when I look up from a book I’m reading. I have tried to ignore them. The trees may have given… Continue Reading “Light Through the Trees – Creative Non-Fiction”
What is heard but not seen: The gentle drop of rain onto the leaves and a soft wind that moves through them as if it is whispering secrets that have yet to be told. What is seen but not heard: The gentle fall of… Continue Reading “What is heard but not seen – A Poem”
*For Christine You are made of light. It shines outward and I know that it emanates from your spirit. You are the stars given shape, Spirit given form. Ove the years that I’ve known you, I’ve watched as your wings started to grow, hesitantly… Continue Reading “Stars, Light and Wisdom – A Poem”