We have visitors.  My sister, my brother-in-law, my nephew, which sounds very my-ish, though how else to say?  They do not belong to me, are not mine-mine, though they are mine in heart speak, if there is such a thing, and I think that there is.  It’s a quick visit, one dinner, one sleep, one breakfast.  It’s good to see … Continue reading lingering


These words find me this week:  The remedy is within.  I copy them into my journal because they strike some chord.  I’m not looking for a remedy, per se, but am totally on board with something important being within, All and Everything, my truth, my truest self, layers of love and living.  Within, within, within.  I am a package, a … Continue reading within