One instrument purposefully designed to protect a vessel by holding it in place, the anchor proves its worth when used correctly, especially under adverse conditions. Perspective, introspection, and reflection are interwoven words that continually affect the efficacy of my anchor. Depending on the depth of my chosen cruising waters, strength, and length of my rode … More Life Happens . . . With or Without Anchoring
May 13, 2021 => I woke up this morning feeling a little lonely before anxiousness turned to self-critical, analytical doubts until finally, talking and listening to myself provides an option. ‘Just roll over and sleep, forget everything else, and spend the day in bed.’ It is 10 am., the perfect time to pull the covers … More Life Happens . . . Learning by Parable
Before I was born,in a space beyond time as we know it, I roam among trees.Alpine meadows, in the mountain shadows,calling my spirit,lead the way to cascading waterfalls.Before I was born, in an expanse where eternity breathes,I deeply inhale.Winds, whispering through vast mountains valleys,lifting me upwardshow me peaks of inspiration, stillness.Before I was born,in realms … More Life Happens . . . Before I Was Born
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
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
Water is such an integral and vital component of my life that thrills me in all its capacities . . . … More Life Happens. . . so do Sounds
From blindness caused by doubt, fear, and unbelief;
He performs miracles of life-giving sight. … More Life Happens . . . so does Enlightenment
While admiring the craftsmanship and artwork, her heart swells into a symbolic symphony of introspective silent contemplation. … More Life Happens . . . so does Dispelling Emptiness in Aloneness
Everything has a purpose. … More Life Happens . . . so . . .
A smell permeates the night air, infusing clothes, and instinctively drawing deep inhalations at the distinctive aroma of dead cedar. Dry logs crackle and hiss as a kaleidoscope of yellow, red, and orange merge in an upward reach, spewing tiny sparks dancing under star-studded skies. … More Life Happens . . . so do Tents
