Tag Archives: Truth
Goodness, such a long day littered with ups and downs and speed bumps. One such speed bump involved chasing a client’s dog. Perhaps chasing a client’s dog (who escaped out of the car) through a large and hilly field of snow is not normally included…..
“Not true! Not true! That’s wrong!” I imagined a scientist looking at a formula he or she knew so well and suddenly seeing the flaw and slaps his forehead. The familiar can blind us so. The gentle phrase…..
As I gazed at the candle I noticed the colors of the French flag. The dancing glow seemed so timely. It may seem we have crossed the line of a peaceful world. I don’t know. I do know Truth is truth and cannot…..
Oh, trust me. Despite the fact that the camera IS my eyes and my lens to see the world, I run from cameras. No one ever has to worry about me posting selfies. Nope. Nope. Nope. But sometimes, even that which we fear or dread…..
In a world of perfect pine cones, my friend, you may look imperfectly flat. To me, as I got out of my car, ready to start the day, you radiated like the sun. Your perfect warmth drew my eyes in the direction needed – upward……
A late scrich, though the pondering has held all day. Winter’s storm coming in and the wind has truly danced a dervish with the trees, birds, and even a hobbit trying to open her back door. Without the images, the wind cannot be…..
I thought my little friend was walking in mud. But then, there would be not one but two, and even these eyes knew that wasn’t right. I prayed the image would turn out. I so wanted to see what I…..
Dear Doubt- Upon the drought hardened earth I have called forth the rain to transform the earth into ink upon which the footprint of my scirch has been left. May the footprint left, like the wax seal of…..
Oh my little friend, your wings are so tattered. I know not how long your life cycle but the seasons have left their mark upon your wings. Yet, there you are as graceful and elegant as can be. Nourishing yourself and carrying the…..
A morning of reflection upon doors appearing to close and the path. I reflect upon the calling within that no thing, nothing and no one could possibly make or give me more than that which I already am. I am the expression of…..
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