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“Her purse was a weight, ballast; it tethered her to the earth as her mind floated away.”
~ Anne Lamott

T I P T O E

“The wine-cup is the little silver well,
Where truth, if truth there be
Doth dwell.”
~ William Shakespeare

L A N D S C A P E

“I think that I shall never see
A billboard lovely as a tree.
Perhaps, unless the billboards fall,
I’ll never see a tree at all.”
~ Ogden Nash

D E E P

“We are streaming data, bit by bit, and dilating time into hard-coded love.”
~ V

M O U N T A I N S

We are masterpieces in the making. Our soul’s contrast between light and dark provides a unique form that promises to be our most significant treasure and discovery.

P R O T E C T E D

I didn’t tell them where I was going, only said I’d be gone all day. I drove through fog and twisted mountains for three hours to enter iron gates, park, and visit her grave.

O C E A N

“Beloved, I pray that in all respects you may prosper and be in good health, just as your soul prospers.”
3 John 1:2

D Y I N G

Sometime in the night I acknowledged dying and for every hour sleep failed to take me in her arms I cursed even louder the oncoming day knowing she would come with frazzled ropes to bind my steps knowing full well my heart had fashioned scissors from my sorrows hoping to use them to cut those…