Life is crazy these days. Between a pandemic and politics, we’re living in a world of confusion and uncertainty. Emotions run high, spirits are low, and life as we once knew it is a thing of the past. No one knows for sure where we’re heading on when we’ll get there. Day after day my […]
Contemplate the rain, this fleeting season, changes I can do nothing about. Sitting, watching, listening; the hanging drops on vacant washing lines and leaves, all testimony to nature, that the laws of men may come and go, yet eternal truths stand starkly before us: Our choice to ignore. The harder I try the less I get in return. But the gentle rush of rain brings it back, the raucous calls of crows sitting in out in shedding trees; the clutter of my mind stands between what is me and my self.