A quiet place, lonely but never truly alone. This divine life offers infinite variety, if only we’re willing to embrace it. Yet, persistent sadness too…
Author: Trance
Artist. Writer. Truth seeker.
We stand at the crossroads of possibility, where every moment hums with potential — yet we’re caught in the tide of time, constantly pulled between what is and what could be. It’s easy to be swept away, but if we pause, we might catch a glimpse of something deeper — the quiet, ever-present force that guides us beyond the noise.
Gone, perhaps, but the story goes on — In the forest, what seems dead gives life to critters and bugs, a home for birds, a…
In the midst of our internal battles, the answers often elude us — but sometimes, it’s in the uncertainty itself where the journey begins.
I do miss the rain But I do love the sun What’s with me again Was never undone Storms come and go Moving earth moving…