Life From My Perspective.
The Fortress Of the Moon She was born in the light, of the light, and light is what she broadcasts. Light is what she sprinkles, light is what she shines upon the world around her. And to her mom, her grandmother, and her great-grandmother, Light is who she is. She turns 17 in two days. …
No indications of society or civilization within sight. The musical sounds of birds and squirrels, the chipmunks hustling and bustling all around me. The little snake seemingly smiles as I flutter on by and say a quick hi, offer a smile, and wish him a good day. The almost whipping winds from the lake inspiring …
I was recently presented an unexpected opportunity to revisit my 16 year daughter as her five year old self. To have frozen myself in that moment would have meant living forever in absolute awe and bliss.
“See that, everyone doesn’t hate me,” the man said… This is about a moment and connection shared between a good boy named Jackson and a rough-looking stranger on the street.
Isn’t it weird that there are bugs that glow in the dark? A lot can happen in the blink of an eye…
The last few mornings when I’ve awoken and stepped outside There’s been a fairly strong aroma. Not overwhelmingly strong, but definitely impossible to miss. Taking a few slow deep breaths, I know without a doubt what this familiar aroma is, and a happy peaceful smile makes its way across my face…
I answered the question, “What do you think of me?” with a two word answer. This is how that went..
Should a voice ask you, “Who are you?” how will you answer? Who in fact are you, and is there anyone you’re not?
I was sure about my beliefs being true for me since I was a young girl in grade school. Trying to make them make sense seemed a recurring theme in my life.
