Eternal Flower
It’s one thing to be in the underground of growth, laying roots. Another to be a sprout. And quite another to be on the precipice of no longer remaining as tiny leaves, but flowering. Continue reading Eternal Flower
It’s one thing to be in the underground of growth, laying roots. Another to be a sprout. And quite another to be on the precipice of no longer remaining as tiny leaves, but flowering. Continue reading Eternal Flower
join me for #25 in a series of weekly musings about life since leaving corporate and following my writing dreams. Continue reading i have always been a storm
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join me for #17 in a series of weekly musings about life since leaving corporate and following my writing dreams. Continue reading she rules her life like a bird in flight
join me for #16 in a series of weekly musings about life since leaving corporate and following my writing dreams. Continue reading i thought my day would never come
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join me for #14 in a series of weekly musings about life since leaving corporate and following my writing dreams. Continue reading what comes is better than what came before
join me for #12 in a series of weekly musings about life since leaving corporate and following my writing dreams. Continue reading you can’t start a fire without a spark
For those who are in-between chapters in their lives, this poem holds the key to what you must do while waiting. A surprising but simple order: be like a child in the waiting room at a doctor’s office. Play. Continue reading Between Costumes