Does it get any cuter than this little hand-painte…

A fleeting moment. I love goofiness. One of the things I got from my Dad that I love about myself. I love you, Dad, even if I never see you.

Ring Out Wild Bells Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light; The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring…

the man playing the harp basks in stillness as the world races by

Why is it that the more I embrace the unknown, the more clear my path becomes?

This goes out to all of us facing being alone and gazing into the emptiness and the sweet darkness. We know who we are. I salute you, support you and silently love you through it; we’re all in it together. May the light inside of us be our beacon in the darkest places. May we…