Days of Sheringham: Part 3

When I arrived at Heathrow Airport, Kathryn was waiting for me at the gate.  She insisted that picking me up from airport made the most sense and that it would get me to her house the fastest, helping me adjust to the time change. Since England is 8 hours ahead of California, I gladly accepted. …

It’s Hard Sometimes

It’s hard sometimes. To say what we mean. And mean what we say. To follow our heart. And show it the way. To live for today. And plan for tomorrow. Letting go of the past. And all of our sorrow. With each ounce of pain. And every tear shed. Is an ounce more of wisdom….

Song on the Wind

My dearest love, The song of change has begun to play. Again.  We have heard it before, you and I. Have we not?  Have we not laid in bed and listened to the birds begin to lift their voices in the sweetest melody ever heard?  Have we not heard it again as we strolled through…

On Feathers

On feathers she walked, drifting toward the moon on notes of Bach and Beethoven.  Floating over fields of lavender, and rivers of honey. She waved goodbye to the alabaster house on top of the hill, and blew kisses on the wind, hoping they would land on the hearts of those she left behind. For her…

2012 Blog Posts in review

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog. Here’s an excerpt: The new Boeing 787 Dreamliner can carry about 250 passengers. This blog was viewed about 1,600 times in 2012. If it were a Dreamliner, it would take about 6 trips to carry that many people. Click here to see…

A Quieting

After a lovely weekend of serendipity and destiny and truly present moments: I am so very grateful for the people in my life and those that have crossed my path.  Words will never express the depth of my gratitude. Thank you all for sharing your authentic selves. Yours truly, Erin Terese

There Where My Longing Lies

It was there in the moonlight, gazing at the starry sky that I first felt it. Time stood still and the light shining in the distant galaxies was calling me home – pulling me higher.  My body was anchored to the boulder atop the mountain on which I sat, but my soul was soaring.  Voices…

Words Came Forth

I wished so greatly To tell my dear Everything he wanted to hear Words came forth Time stood still What happened next Against my will Truth sang from my soul Much to my surprise He held my hand With tear filled eyes Thanking me deeply Embracing me fully Loving me sweetly Accepting me wholly Yours…