Have you ever met someone you’d define as passionate? Someone who walks into the room and suddenly everything feels a bit brighter and a lot more exciting—a person so full of life, that just being near them makes you feel more alive? Caught in the grip of intense desire, even the thought of complacency or apathy is…Read more »
I want to tell you a story, but I don’t know quite how to start. Do I start by saying that I need to get real and tell you the truth? No. That doesn’t feel right because it has all been real and I have always tried to share the truth – about me and…Read more »
Sometimes it is stumbling staggering falling. Sometimes it is crying shouting screaming. Sometimes it is heavy suffocating silent. Sometimes it is only because the alternative is Impossible.
Here With Us
Waiting in eager anticipation. Life struggles to be born. Love is coming. Light. Waiting in a shaft of light, surrounded by darkness. Death has visited. The aching loss of life departed, the threat of emptiness. I cannot help but be drawn to Advent. Birth. New life. The coming, the anticipation, the excitement. New birth is neither…Read more »
For Empty Arms and Breaking Hearts
There was this mother. She carried secret life close to her heart. She dreamed of promise. One day, these dreams had to change. You see, her promise would bud but not flower. With strength of steel this mother dared to love anyway. Life grew, protected within her as shadows darkened above her. Life cries out into the gathering shadows. Mother picks up…Read more »