Home. Such a precious word. Describing far more than a place. It is all the times and spaces You are at ease, safe. Where all blindfolds have been removed, Protective Kevlar set aside, Chuckles gurgle past the lips And tears need not hide Where fingers snap and feet tap To the beat of silent songs … Continue reading Poems: Homecoming
What is at the bottom of the discontent and restlessness that so many of us are grappling with today? We imagine that we are not good enough, or do not have enough because of the absence of some person, object or circumstance. In reality, we have it backwards. Everything that is wistfully parked in the future … Continue reading Are You Singing Your Own Song Or Dancing To Another Tune?
Where have you parked your source of happiness? Who or what have you made your singular object of affection? These were the questions that arose in three different conversations within a few days of each other. That is always a sign that I should write about it 🙂 A friend was describing her sacred connection … Continue reading Home is Where The Heart Is