Kelgen stood amidst a dying forest, barren in the coming autumn, and looked up. Jethus hung by his neck from the branch of a large oak. The rope that strangled his throat had been pinned down by a stake at one end then tossed over the branch, where he was then forced from this life ...

Life     Celebrating life          Life’s celebrations Acknowledge growth           Newness                  Awareness It connects     Old with new As we journey through    Building foundations         And stepping stones             ...

One byproduct of the coronavirus is the compulsion to achieve great feats of home improvement. Every day on social media there is a plethora of posts with before and after pictures of a newly organized closet, cleaned kitchen, remodeled bathroom, or redecorated living room. There are endless posts with titles claiming “X Projects You Should ...

A heart that hurts Is hard to heal.  When someone has hurt you  To the point you can’t speak on the pain. How do you return from that? How do you reach another heart that’s been twisted as much as you? Is it even possible to go back – to the moment before the pain ...

A dying fire burns in the hearth, grey smoke unfurling and twisting into the open air. Dust particles alight beneath the breaking of a new day. And he sits in his chair, old, decrepit, half-mad, as old thoughts bring fresh wounds. The first thought is of her smile: how it crinkled her face and brought ...

The world is in chaos. People are clearing out the grocery stores within a few hours. People are scared, nervous, and praying for the world to go back to normal. I find myself pouring over article after article, seeing the updated number of cases, terrified for my loved ones. I started sobbing the other day ...

Snowflakes big as coins soggy, sullen, sorrowful Tulips will soon bloom.

“Will it hurt?”    The question posed was not an uncommon one for the surgeon. But as he looked into the boy’s bright blue eyes, eyes on the verge of tears, eyes that could not disguise the horror that he felt, a catch formed in the surgeon’s throat, and he had to look away as ...

As we enter into March, my thoughts are turning towards Spring. It is right around the corner, right? Winter’s days are numbered. Right? I mean, how long can the snow possibly last with temperatures soaring in the high 40s? Of course, hope springs eternal – until I look at the weather forecast. High of 20 ...