Category: Echoes
D I S C I P L I N E
May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next… Continue reading D I S C I P L I N E
Broken Road
At the temple there is a poem called “Loss” carved into the stone. It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out. You cannot read loss, only feel it. –Arthur Golden I’m grinding my teeth again and sleep is elusive. I fumbled around last night looking for my nightguard. It wasn’t… Continue reading Broken Road
Echoes
Several weeks ago I was digging through pages of writing from a friend in hopes that I would discover some quotable sentences for cards I am making. One line really grabbed me: “I am grateful for the echoes”. Something really resonated with me when I read that. Just this week it occurred to me that… Continue reading Echoes
