The door opened. I found myself checking for him unexpectedly. Throughout the holidays, I felt his presence with me as I shopped and walked..
The Sword Mother
“Do you remember it? Do you remember the sword and it’s sheath? Do you remember the carvings?”
I ascended slightly. I wanted to feel the pain of the full wind coming at me. I wanted to test the strength which I knew I had and therefore, was no test at all.
The Light Reality of a Heavy Woman.
I am a heavy woman. My essence is heavy. Embracing that realization lightens my soul…
The Coming Flowers
“Oh, Stephanie. It could always be worse!” I can be – I know it is hard to imagine – the worst of worst patients, a whining, complaining ninny.
A Woman’s Diary, “Orchids”
February 3, 2021 If I typed the word ‘um’ a thousand times, would that help my writer’s mind? Would it… Read more A Woman’s Diary, “Orchids”