The purging, and vacuuming, and cleaning up of a space was an overly optimistic endevour for me. I kept creeping past the room where she once resided, but it felt like I was paralyzed to go in, and begin the process of emptying out, and giving away of “her” things. Where do I begin? What … More An empty room….
The distinct aroma of something that had been on fire permeates the air. I have always been inexplicably drawn to this odor. It is a pungeant, yet paradoxically pleasing as I breathe deeply. I stop and gaze at the dead and wasted grassland, and realize that the township must have been by to burn off … More The Scorched Heart….
For someone who has never even walked on this earth, I am aware that she had a lot of shoes. There are 14 pairs that I can count at this time..but there were others that were here before. I turn them over and see that no treads were on their “souls”, no scuff marks, no … More Take a walk in her shoes…
It’s in the way the moon shines boldly out into the ink black of night, and the way the sun gives us its brilliant shine amidst the clouds, from a clear sapphire sky. Shining…what does it mean to shine? Last evening, an event called “Shine” happened at many churches. This is an extra special … More Keep on shining…no matter what
Impossible blue skies overhead. The warmth of the winter sun brings a sense of surprise to my walk. Sunshine in the dead of icy cold invigorates the conscience, and seems to give hope for the moment…it lightens the mood. So much change… before and after, that’s how it seems to be now.. The mind still … More It like looks blue from here….
I am laughing to myself as I uploaded this photo, because somehow I unintentionally shot it upside down. But now that I see it this way, many thoughts have entered my thawing brain, as to how should I breathe when life feels completely upside down? I received this beautiful little polished stone last Saturday, when … More La Dolce Vita…the good life
It felt unseasonably warm the other day. My tennis shoe broke through the thin layer of ice on the road, to expose a puddle of free flowing water beneath. Just beneath the surface of ice cold, lay fresh living water. The contrast of this struck a chord within. A warm wind from the south I … More The blurred lense….
As this year winds down to a close, the heart stopping glow of orange on the horizon dazzles the eye. Colors so vibrant, such as no earthly paint could conjure, is the way nature decorates with her color selection that can never quite be duplicated by brush on canvas. It is always such a surprise … More A Whole New Year Awaits…….
The whirlpool was dragging me down, deeper further into the darkness of my own hopelessness. It seems to be only when I succumb to the inevitable pull of that tide, and let my body relax, and my mind be set free, that miraculously I begin to let go…and almost without realizing it, I’m pulled to … More Brutal Hope…
The crunch of the fresh snow under my boots was invigorating to my countenance. The millions of diamonds glinting in the sunlight was breathtaking as far as my eye could see. When I breathed in the crisp morning freshness, my nose tingled like Rudolph’s nose ready to head up Santa’s sleigh. It is a magical … More Footprints in the snow….
Jilly Brandon 