au·gust – late 16th century: from French auguste or Latin augustus ‘worthy of respect, venerable, majestic’.
August is the month of my birth.
au·gust – late 16th century: from French auguste or Latin augustus ‘worthy of respect, venerable, majestic’.
August is the month of my birth.
This is the candle that I light when I pray.
It’s June. One of my favorite months. It’s this time of year that I usually feel a deeply held pang of remembrance for one particular summer of…… Read more “A Remembrance of Summer”
Suffice to say that for me touch is both a language and a way of seeing. Tangere est videre. To touch is to see.
I went to Hawaii, then the world shut down.
I do this thing where I breath & hold my breath. Maybe you’ve heard of it…
Prayer is…lighting a candle.
Organized religion aside, God and I are good.
It was weird. It was defeating. It was a reminder of an ancient pact that I made with Spirit.
One of my favorite quotes, “there is a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in.” ~Leonard Cohen. One of the biggest cracks that I have…… Read more “How the light gets in”