Perfect amidst imperfection. Written August 9, 2017 Sometimes the absence of something is the trigger to realize it is essential to our way of life. Writing is like that for me. Academic writing, free writing, journal writing, blog writing, sketching, or some other form of creative expression through dance, yoga, music, art. From this […]Read More Perfect amidst imperfection.
I see, I feel. I see the shifting seasons before my eyes. As the leaves fall from branches willing to let go. I feel it in my bones. As the breeze calms through the open sills. My progress today helps me plan for tomorrow. I give myself time to be in it. To get […]Read More I see, I feel.