Love is all the moments in between the big moments – the moments we rarely capture in photos and ones that are often overloooked.
Hope Within Disability
When a father leaves his daughter, it creates a tremendous void in a young woman’s life. Through my father’s disability I learned about struggle, the meaning of family and the gift of hope.
Happy
I’m singing the song ‘Happy’, cutting coupons and looking for an all-inclusive holiday…and then I walk outside and feel real happiness in simply living life.
The Entry into Single Life at 45
As times change our whole concept of relationships being long term has as well. I don’t believe this is a positive thing, I truly think we have lost something as a society. However, this said, we are also allowed to accept that it does happen and to live a full life after this. We need to look at all things as a climb to some great conscious awareness about life and living. Writing this article was a way to let all women know who are my age, or close to it, that despite societies need to make our life’s significance dependent on attachment to another, there is a profound enlightenment, which only comes with discovery of your inner self. I dedicate this article to all women, as a way of saying, and to say I am sorry I failed at marriage, but as women we do have worth outside of it.
What Is Sensuality?
In a time of mass media we are losing the gentle and subtle art of attraction and a return to it maybe just what the world needs as a love potion.
Sycamore Tree
A love story set in the divides of love, one that is determined to stand tall like a sycamore tree as change emerges triumphant.
The Woman Who
The writer will struggle along the way, as does any artist to believe in self. But, in this doubt there is always a mentoring that brings the person to full potential – a personal reflection on that belief and one we all need.
The Man Who
This poem describes the lack of connection we are feeling in a world losing its attachment to the other by a continual bombardment of options.
Hawk
A discovery of self and faith through the struggles to understand our own existence.
Earth Risin’
There are things we cannot understand in this world. We try to find some place within or hearts to come to peace with the reality of those that continually divide us as humans, and as result destroying the “all.” Until we see one tribe, we will continue on a path of human destruction. This poem is a way for the writer to come to terms within herself and a need to see the end of killing. When youth are killed, a great consciousness is torn apart as well.
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