Hope Lives Here

I sit here at the edge of the sea on a clear sky day looking out over the blue and waves so far out I can see the curve of the earth. Everything is crisp and clear and glorious and my soul breathes deep. I can see everything...except what is around the bend, the curve. … Continue reading Hope Lives Here


The Pendulum

I swing first, wildly, now more smoothly, but relentlessly all the same between extremes; compassion and understanding for all the reasons why...and deeply wounded and hurt for the betrayal; hatred for the disregard and accompanying pain. The pendulum swing between spirit conscience and human flesh conscience; between faith, and grace. Hurting people hurt people. How … Continue reading The Pendulum