Wiser are we when our intuition is simplified; thought processes hidden…
Lost somewhere between the veil of a crisp November morning and within the dimness of haze, lays the serenity of a natural love for life.
An unfair veil of despair is cloaked around a grieving spirit during the storms of life’s challenges.
Perceptions of the mind are created as we walk along the paths of life…
I have often pondered the reasons why some people are given the gift of longevity while other lives are cut short in death.
The consistence of balance inside our soul is felt as we search for understanding to our spiritual significance while listening to heart rhythms
The sweet sounds of nature that fill the summertime air is an orchestra of vibration absorbed by the human spirit
Instilled are the captured thoughts that remove all excuses of I cannot, to be in the happening as you are finally able to step back…
Transitions we go through as we enter another change in our development of understandings become apparent inside the constant struggle to make sense of it all.
A wandering mind carries wonder of what will be, it gives vision and focus to dreams and desires inside the heart