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No Comparison

Humans are the only thing in nature that  compare themselves to each other. Flowers are okay being different sizes and colors and shapes from one another.  Some prefer sun and some prefer shade, yet they don’t bicker over who’s right.  They don’t try...

Wait For It…

(For my sweet friends on either end of the miracle spectrum…xoxoxo) When did we stop believing in miracles? When did we become convinced that anything at all was just short of God’s reach, His touch? When did we voluntarily hand over hope to fear and doubt...

In The Field

Some of my fondest childhood memories include time spent in an empty field with my dad and brother.  We would hike the short distance from the back of our property to a huge high-grass field.  As a little girl, I could feel the butterflies of excitement build with...

Dreamer

Easily swayed by pretty things Distracted by their beauty Drawn to sit and dream and stare As if it were my duty. Captured by rich texture Enamored with their touch Lost in places all my own With things I love so much. Sights that seem to hypnotize Smells that often...

Same View, Different Perspective

Two trees grow a field’s breadth away from me in the direct line of vision from my family room couch. They intrigue me. I believe they are Blue Oaks, a type of oak native to Northern California.  One leans against the other, its trunk leaning to the left from my...