They are all the same: Every boyfriend I have had; every single one. he cheats and he lies, nothing matters to him now – but I still love him some things overheard: is he really my boyfriend? at the mall … Continue reading →
hobbits, once thought rare, amazingly resilient and self-reliant. This mythology the understanding and tales creeps into our lives. The smallest star seen, in the night most desolate, returns hope to us. J.R.R. Tolkien favorite story teller of worlds most magic.
…the night-sky was still dim and pale. There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked … Continue reading →
the moments between smallest quiet reflections the dark and the light each day’s busyness binds up what we know of life to what we cannot. behind the veil, seen, we know shadows and some light but only dimly.
If I ever did become Queen of the World, I’d want someone like Neil Gaiman writing speeches for me because he just pulls the truth out of things and puts them right there in front of you, plainly and beautifully, so you want to pick them up and carry them with you. Continue reading →
Sometimes only a change of viewpoint is needed to convert a tiresome duty into an interesting opportunity.
