I do not need to cryMy God does it for me.I do not need loudnessHis thunder pounds my heart. I am not invisible. I only live in a world with no time for me. I lay down, close my eyes, and see myself in a bubble surrounded by the fresh air of my God. He … More Life Happens . . . so does Navigating Grief Through Introspection
“Words are to an experience like a photograph is to the eyes.”
Vicki Nicholls … More Life Happens . . . so do Preludes, Notes, and Musical Masterpieces: Compositions in My Heart
This life is one comprising life-altering relationships. My relationships with my Father in Heaven, Jesus Christ, and the Holy Spirit are inspirational. This Christmas, totally alone, my thoughts turned to the first story of the reason for the gift-giving and celebrations. … More Life Happens . . . so do Christmas Ponderings
What glorious sights abound when viewed in the mists around.Peace in the blanketed air, scenes of the feeling heart, share. Listen on Anchor or Spotify February 3, 2022 — The street light filters through the wood slats of my bedroom shutters in pre-dawn hours. In my bed, I lay, phone in hand (for writing), thinking, yawning, … More Life Happens . . . so do Mists
For me, love means life and wholeness in a sought-to-be-found priceless treasure of cherishing companionship. Finite, by mortality’s limited vision and scope, yet securely fashioned in eternal realms, love knows no boundaries or end. The greatest gift, wrapped in simple, heartfelt, plain and humble expressions of rewarding, selfless, unfathomable, sometimes unexpected and curious, displays of … More Life Happens . . . so does Love
Driving towards the mountainous realms looming ahead, my breathing changes. Deepening inhalations infuse me with a refreshing dose of sight and perspective. In various areas of Banff National Park, I immerse myself daily, mostly alone, a solitary explorer exercising extreme caution. One particular day, with my eldest daughter and her husband, we proceed to climb … More Life Happens . . . in a Song
Homey delights.Where does your imagination go when you hear or read these words above? Does it match your reality in space and time?What do you see?What do you hear?What do you smell?What do you touch?Now, please close your eyes for a moment or two and focus on your feelings. Often contemplating, I delve into homey … More Life Happens . . . so do Homey Delights
My heart feels the wind whispering kisses,
blushing my cheeks with cherished memories. … More Life Happens . . . in my Heart
I make no apologies for loving whom I love. Unanticipated and unexpected circumstances opened my heart in ways unimaginable. Cherished threads of priceless silvery filaments, reflecting rainbows of luminescent hope, friendship, and care, enrich two loveable illustrations weaving themselves as divinely gifted vignettes, witnessing hope, in my tapestry. With strength of character, integrity, and wisdom, … More Life Happens . . . so do Tapestries
Thusbeginsthe cadence,rhythmic blending,as two become one.The music of loving,relationship’s harmony,a cycle of life renewing,swells within fertility’s embrace,protecting solemnity; sacred breath. His heart and hands lovingly watch over her.From the cradle of warmth, womb release,a cry escapes, echoing life,in welcome joy, she snuggles.Mortal realms, sands of time,grains for memories,hourglass blessingsreverencesacredbreath. Embrace the emotion washing from head … More Life Happens . . . so does Sacred Breath
Tales of wishing wells, butterflies, and magic kissesspin exquisite golden threads, a halo for her dreams.Under the cover of starlight awe, her heart misseshis taste upon her lips, lingering beneath moonbeams.A comet shoots across the sky with its blazing tail,ribbons of flames, glories, trailing its celestial sphere,sparking reminiscence of love, mythology’s grail,unveiling hearts bound as … More Life Happens . . . so do Dreams
What makes a photograph memorable? Is it the unspoken language of composition, heard solely within a heart, that stimulates emotional reflexes? The use of light and dark to capture a moment in the ‘eye of the beholder’ reflects an invisible thread. Like the magical wonder of a spider’s intricately woven web, the human eye sees … More Life Happens …so do Heroes
Everywhere I look, I feel. I touch . . .
Reflections are a vital part of my life, just like the air I breathe, the people I love, and the blessings that have been poured abundantly from whatever cup I drink. … More Life Happens . . . so do Reflections
In the space between the realms of light and dark, fire and ember, truth and hope fill my heart. … More Life Happens . . . so does the Space Between
She feels. What is it? Letting her eyelids fall, she grasps, holds, and winces in lip-biting, hope-filled anguish, slowly pulling with amazement. … More Life Happens . . . so do Feelings
