Archive for January 2015

a story that is only half my own

between the sacred and profane nobody hears me chant your name another year has gone again and i will never be the same. it was one of those days that never really ends; there were no goodbyes.  i remember the fog and the ice and the road leading me south. and that is about as […]

the word

heart, be brave. if you cannot be brave, just go. love’s glory is not a small thing. (rumi) this is the fourth time i’ve chosen a word to guide me through a year. this year, unlike the last few, the word came to me after i had already chosen another.  it came to be and […]