“The deepest ache isn’t in silence itself, but in words that remain unseen. To be seen is not vanity—it’s release, it’s healing, it’s proof that what we carry matters.”
Life is, indeed, spectrum and humor, right?
Have you checked your happiness meter yet?
Reflections | Opportunities | Reload
Then it came.
We became shadows—
years, decades—
but she had held our stories in her rings.
Play like the score doesn’t matter.
“Wind and Storm may erupt us but we are our strength.”
PUFF, I am in that strength.
It’s these mornings past—when you know you should write a blog. Life’s been too busy. All numbers and money. All frustration and fury. Sunday mornings should be the laziness of steam off my coffee, the breath of namaste. Yet I feel a sloth of wooden gears splintering through my brain. Lily’s sickness in the night… the
I stood among three lives:
Is it so with people too?
That the most intuitive among us—those who say little but change everything—are given the smallest price tag?
Rabbit Holesby Lira WrenDoo doo doodling…How many of you have gotten lost down a rabbit hole?I found myself researching the diving speed of penguins versus puffins — well, you know — because, facts. Knowing my puffins rule, I decided to compare puffin speed to penguin speed. Omitting the outlier of the Gentoo penguin — who […]
I searched in earnest, at last,
I found the box—
but not her, my beautiful ballerina.
I longed to see her dance again.
Music rose, velvet glowed,
my heart lifted…
but only my reflection gazed back.
And then—
I saw it.
She was never in the box.
She was always in me
When I see that old, cheap bubble gum—
you know the blue, yellow, and orange in the traditional wrapper, twisted at both ends;
the kind whose flavor lasts only a moment before vanishing—
I’m instantly taken bac
