My twelve year old soul, delighted in the thought of an evenings swim, pizza and snowstorms.. My fifty-five year old shoulders still ached six days later. I had forgotten the sensations of swimming…
August 25, 2018 Handsome. Oh, that G~d had granted me a son. Solid. He stood before me with a silent… Read more Abundantly Perfect, Like Bird Berries…
“I walked into the courtroom with a first glance at the clock…”
March 1, 2018 Majestic. The sky’s contest, a vying among the then waxing moon, the awakening buds of a virile… Read more Proposing a Lioness Adventure, (with soot. dirt. smudges.)
“Do you think it is a serpent or a flower?” she asked, her eyes dancing while a finger traced the slice on her stomach.
I looked at him, stunned.
i smiled at the thought of seventeen year old me – focused, smart, and with no clue how powerful she was supposed to be.
November 24, 2017 “I know why it happened,” Es said as she raised her head slightly as if the smell… Read more The Leavening of Gratitude. (132 Shades of Truth).