THE MOLDING PAST
The past has passed. It’s over. Done. Not letting go of it, well … that’s like hanging on to an elastic band that comes slamming back into you, re-creating the bruise that might have been healing. The…
ON THE FERTILITY (not futility) OF BEING
Thoughts traveling on breezes tickling memories from some … place that has always been and forever will be a part of the breath that is Sit up listening and aware while engaging…