In the quiet spaces between what we say and what we mean, trust takes root. It doesn’t come quickly or without effort, but slowly, like the first light of dawn breaking through the dark — steady, patient, and inevitable.
Category: Journal Entries
thoughts, ponderings, experiences and lessons learned. or, something deep and life-changing.
It was a stormy, windy night when the island’s power went out yet again. I found myself wondering about the trees — and who the hell was flying that prop plane slowly cruising overhead — while the big, bright ferry sat parked at the terminal across the narrows.
Music has always been a thread woven through the fabric of my life, pulling me back to moments both vivid and forgotten. The memories it stirs are as random as they are profound, often triggered by the simplest things.
Audio Version (music by Saavane) Be it so gentle that an uttered word would shatter the dream Be it so subtle that the breath of…
Audio Version (music by Saavane) One doesn’t go looking for their art As one doesn’t go looking for love It just shows up The work…