TBT- Self Indulgent Ramblings And Abstract Metaphors

I wrote this on the plane ride of the first visit back home, almost seven years ago.  I found it recently and was please that my younger self had left such a good reminder of what to focus on as I pass farther along this path that lead me to the opposite side of the... Continue Reading →

The Rose That Bloomed Under a Stone

While tending the garden I discovered a stone had trapped a rose below. Forced to the earth, there was nowhere for it to go. The prisonoer did not mind its situation of woe, and instead had chosen simply to grow. Today, I found a bloom crushed to the ground, and I learned; sometimes lost is found. When all else fails,  bloom... Continue Reading →

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