Sunset for Photo Friday. Taken in the San Juan Is…

Our revels are now ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air, And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp’d towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve And, like this insubstantial…

Tonight, I went to a screening of Quick Brown Fox at the Henry Art Museum.  It is a very touching film done by a brave woman, Ann Hedreen of White Noise Productions.  It is an account, in the first person, of a woman whose mother is dying of Alzheimer’s Disease.  During the Q&A, I asked…

“It’s not like I pine away for them when I’m not with them, ” he said. My heart would be bleeding right out of my chest right now if it didn’t feel so frozen from those apathetic words. I could be flip and say ‘his loss” but it wouldn’t be authentic. When the heart goes…

we must T R U S T in ourselves in our process in our journey in the whispers that brush on the edges of our hearts asking for a voice if only we will listen balance will come keep going stay with it it’s worth it you’re worth it

Love is everywhere. 

I saw something about “reminiscing about the good times” today. Good idea, that. you were countless hours of conversation falling too fast (no regrets here) my heart still smiles at the thought of u