The single step to transformation
A shift of the camera, this is all, and the blossoms are transformed. A slight turn so the light shines full on the petals, letting them be what they…
A shift of the camera, this is all, and the blossoms are transformed. A slight turn so the light shines full on the petals, letting them be what they…
“Above all else. . . ” The phrase rings through my consciousness. The list of things to be done today is impossibly long, the energy small. How can I do…
If I’m honest, I really don’t like the cross. I dread it, fear its demand for all. My heart runs from its command to come and die, its insistence on…