I sit quietly, the rise and fall of my breath grounding me, and begin to notice the silent wisdom of … More
Tag: writing
The Big Dipper Is Empty And So Are You
I begin with a teacup in my hand. It feels solid, familiar—a container ready to be filled. I imagine it … More
The Train to Happiness At Home
The whistle blew, sharp and clear, cutting through the crisp morning air. I stood on the platform, suitcase in hand, … More
Happiness Paintbrush 2-24-24
Once upon a time, in a quaint village nestled between rolling hills and whispering forests, there lived a young girl … More
“Snowflakes and Serenity: Finding Essence in Existence” 2-16-24
As the cold winter wind howled outside, Emily cozied up by the fireplace in her Vermont cabin, wrapped in a … More
