sometimes a single photo or two or three sits in my heart with its legs crossed and arms stretched out to catch me when i fall

she sits up proudly with her shoulders back in the prairie whose color has been washed away overnight ~~ the deep thick prairie that holds t...

I walk and follow my own path and trust my instincts I'm not alone on this path of mine as my inner child is always with me following...

A Community Service Reminder from the Universe: Buffy, your gifts are innumerable; your depth is incalculable; your presence is unforgettabl...