Tag crossroads

nothing is lost in january

how to be nuanced to now

remnants of sorrow

circling the fire

to widen our view of what is true

white pearls of crystalline loss

weeding, burying, becoming…..

rip the secrets from the heart & feed them to the soul

the light of the pumpkin patch

the myth of a small, unlived life

crossing the threshold of aloneness…..together

resistance & the harmony of change…

revel in your sad & tender heart….it moves toward light….

look hard in the mirror & decide….

catching a memory outside the window