"Tiny" for Photo Friday

Let your heart melt. Love is worth it.

“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…

One of my favorite children’s books is “Scarecrow” by Cynthia Rylant which speaks of the peace of the scarecrow’s life in poetic prose. The story is an allegory for the impermanence of human existence. Every time I read it to my children, I am struck by these lines: “He knows he isn’t real. A scarecrow…

Violated I don’t know when it happened. I don’t know where, why or in what way. I only know that it did. I know that this memory is stuck in my body and is hurting me deeply. I am ready to remember and re-member. Just as I felt another big swell of nausea and tears…

And that’s an order! 😉 I went out looking for something “orderly” for Photo Friday this week. I have an eye for love, self-expression and freedom far more than I do for “order”, I guess. Not having luck with “order”, I started seeing orders like, “keep out” or “stop at light” that our society uses…