the dream door

the dream door

the dream door opened quickly something new to explore the heart soared even in sorrow sadness so deep one could know one could find joy to seep through the mind the pain, the fear and then it...
Returning Home in a Fog

Returning Home in a Fog

After my week in Raleigh, I came home and immediately started thinking about next year’s conference. Would I be able to go again? Could I wait that long to see these new friends again? I had met people from all over the country and world…England, France,...
lost in a dream

lost in a dream

my heart is heavy and i am lost in a dream. nothing in life is quite what it seems. we come to a point or period of time where it feels we are losing more than we gain. there is still hope in my life, a small subtle sign that all is not lost — pockets of joy i...