sweet butterfly
This is my new favorite song. Something about it makes my heart ache and helps me to be more tender with myself.
Learning to be my own, sweet butterfly.
This is my new favorite song. Something about it makes my heart ache and helps me to be more tender with myself.
Learning to be my own, sweet butterfly.
photo by John McCormick I had my kids for the last week and had so many things planned, so much I thought we would do and had visioned all kinds of things that would happen. Snuggles by the fire, holiday gatherings, gingerbread-house making, etc. I imagined holiday cheer just oozing out of our experience. Then…
Click here to see this amazing video from the song Glósóli by the band Sigur Rós. A blogger friend named Kevin White sent it me last year because the photography in it reminded him of mine. He thought I would dig it and I do. In fact, it is my story. A story of leadership,…
the world, awash in moonlight. just one month later, you seem like a distant dream
This is not my finest photo but it cracks me up. I hope it brings a smile to your face. 🙂 This was part of a photoshoot I did with my daughter, Alexandra.
As a final farewell to each man I have loved and lost–whether by your deceit or mine, your projection or mine, your fears or mine–I offer this poem by Lord Byron. Today, I choose love and truth. Today, I choose joy. WHEN WE TWO PARTED When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted…
There are people that soften me– with music with a gentle heart with deep listening with sharing their vulnerability I cherish these people. (You know who you are.)