Frozen Words

Like an icicle hanging from the branch of a tree, your words have stayed and lingered and bit me as they clung. Love you. Miss you.  Want you. Need you. The base of the ice, where it anchors in my heart. Love me. Need me. Show me. Leave me. The dagger’s point, that clamors at…

A Moment of Revelation: Mind, Body and Heart.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: I do some of my best thinking while driving in my car. This has been an interesting week and month – lots of thinking to be done.  When I woke up this morning, the sun was shining and there was a dusting of clouds against the…