Her Voice

Her voice is petalled purest pink, It gives her hearers thoughts to drink, It binds the wounds of tattered hearts With woman’s ways and woman’s arts. Her voice names Truth and calls it out When others’ souls begin to doubt; And tender as a flower’s face, Her voice breathes hope, and light, and grace. Her…

A Dream in the Night

There is an old saying, “The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.”*  I prefer though the more accurate translation from the original Chinese… “The journey of a thousand miles begins beneath one’s feet.” In my case, it began beneath my head while I lay dreaming in the night. A sweet dream…

You

You. Are. Beautiful. Your soul. Your spirit. Your pain. Your struggles. Your skin packages your memories, your experiences, failures and foibles, talents and triumphs, your truest self. Give yourself time. Time to recognize your beauty. Time to grow into your beauty. Time to own and voice what is yours. You…