My journal of big words and pretty pictures
There is no way for me to know how many past lives I had to satisfy to come to this incarnation. It could be that I endured many trials, atoned for many wicked deeds, passed through many lifetimes accomplishing worthy deeds of consequence to finally wake into this consciousness. Whatever my path to this vessel,…
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They share a love of film noir thrillers, nestled together on the couch on rainy Sundays beneath a warm fleece blanket. Some days there isn’t any need for words, it is enough to just lie curled up side by side. They have a history together. The first time they met, a mutual friend introduced them. In…
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It’s hot out there. Mornings are still cool enough that I can breathe, but barely. Walking around the neighborhood is best done just after the sun rises. There’s little traffic, and the moms with strollers are still at home, older walkers are not stirring yet, and dogs are snuggling in bed with their sleeping masters. It’s…
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The morning sun was peeking over the foothills, a comforting warmth that peeled back a light blanket of fog. As the light diffused slowly across the valley, the animals awoke. Birds called out greetings, as lumbering cows made their way to breakfast on loose bales of sweet hay. She appeared suddenly on the dewy grass.…
Read MoreI hoped for something a little more majestic. An eagle or hawk perhaps. If it had to be a shore bird why not a heron or even pelican. Everyone loves pelicans. Not this. Why did I have to be a seagull this time around. The one bird that is alternately despised as flying vermin or…
Read MoreI knew one day we’d be together again. Something as intangible as dying couldn’t keep us apart. Remember all those nights we’d stay up late watching old movies? You’d lay your head on my chest, and I would stroke your face, and run my fingers through your jet hair. We wouldn’t have to say a…
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