Sometimes...

... I just want to close my eyes.

Art by Erika

Silence speaks loud

Oftentimes I think I am a poor writer, always struggling with finding words to describe what I see, what I know, what I want.

art by erika 

I believe that words can never capture the essence of what I know to be true. In fact, once words are used, the truth can lose all meaning. So I speak through images, always carting around a camera, hoping to capture the essence of a moment.

Standing Tall

Stand tall.

Not so random thoughts

Mothers are crucial in the lives of their offspring. They don't fully realize that until the time they hold their babies for the first time. Mothers need to know that it is their touch, their voice, and their companionship that will help their child back to wellness again and again.

Here's to all mothers and their substitutes who nurture the world.

My Home

So let me tell you: I intend to protect my home.

Praying -- not a curse -- only the hope that my courage will not fail my love. But if by some miracle, and all our struggle, the Earth is spared, only justice to every living thing (and everything is alive) will save humankind.

- Alice Walker

The Impossible Will Take a Little While: A Citizen's Guide to Hope in a Time of Fear

It's a balancing act

Doesn't it feel that way sometimes? Best do it with friends.

It is no wonder that just the touch of another human being at a dark time can be enough to save the day.

- Frederick Buechner

Beyond Words

What's in us

The moment we begin to fear the opinions of others and hesitate to tell the truth that is in us, and from motives of policy are silent when we should speak, the divine floods of light and life flow no longer in our souls.

- Elizabeth Cady Stanton

speech to the National American Woman Suffrage Association, 1890.

The mind balks at taking its measure

I heard someone say this on NPR. It struck me as an ultimate statement appropriate at times as we analyse current or past events, personal or otherwise. My mind does balk at times, as I attempt to understand things that come to light.

Tread sofltly

Just imagine the possibilities...

Hope, Prayer, and Time

Love this song by Julia Fordham. The lyrics are pretty universal. You can find her here.

Fire as a metaphor

What's burning?

The underlying beauty

This object is amazingly beautiful. Can you tell what it is?

Unspeakable comfort

What unspeakable comfort and strength is ours to know that in the midst of all our mischief, amid our scheming and bad speculations, regardless of our shaping, misshaping or reshaping of life, with all of our activities and failures, God is among us. God is not a graven image of our own longings and shortcomings. Rather God, through Christ, is among us as friend, advocate, savior, and above all as our living Lord, to correct, to forgive, to comfort, to love, and to heal.
- John A. Stroman

The Thunder from the Mountain

Happiness is ...

A box of chalk.

78

Today she would have been 78. She's the tall one of the group.

I celebrate privately.

Honoring a mother

L.S., my mother's mother.

Who knew

That I would miss the sun so much. It is dark and gloomy in Phoenix today. It drizzles and it is cold.

Moving on...

It's inevitable.

In Treatment 01

Who else is looking forward to the new HBO series In Treatment 01 with Gabriel Byrne and others? It promises to be an all time favorite.

For my mother in heaven

She can now be all I need her to be.

2 blankies in progress.