Welcome to Seasons of the Heart. This is a quiet space--a journey of light and gentle becoming. Here, you are free to pause. To breathe. To be.
There is more to each of us than meets the eye. True beauty reveals itself to those who choose to love-- with mercy, wonder, and courage.
In every moment, the past, present, and future weave together in echoes of longing and hope.
In this light, history and all human experience are ever-present.
Wouldn't it be nice, then, if we could enjoy each other, if we could appreciate and celebrate our differences?
Let us love! Let us have fun. Let us toast each other and wish each other well. Now, in our awareness, is the time to live to our purest, highest standards.
"Finally, all of you, be of one mind, sympathetic, loving toward one another, compassionate, humble." -- 1 Peter 3:8
There is more to each of us than meets the eye. True beauty reveals itself to those who choose to love-- with mercy, wonder, and courage.
In every moment, the past, present, and future weave together in echoes of longing and hope.
In this light, history and all human experience are ever-present.
Wouldn't it be nice, then, if we could enjoy each other, if we could appreciate and celebrate our differences?
Let us love! Let us have fun. Let us toast each other and wish each other well. Now, in our awareness, is the time to live to our purest, highest standards.
"Finally, all of you, be of one mind, sympathetic, loving toward one another, compassionate, humble." -- 1 Peter 3:8
Springtime!
As the season changes, may you move forward with joy and hope. Wherever your energy takes you, may you find beauty in unexpected places and peace when you need it most.
As the season changes, may you move forward with joy and hope. Wherever your energy takes you, may you find beauty in unexpected places and peace when you need it most.
Wander Into My Journal
Reflections from the garden, the writing desk, and the heart.
[Explore the Journal]
Why I Write
My writing is born of love and faith.
We are never truly alone.
I do not write to preach,
but to offer a bit of gentleness
in a world too often harsh and rushed.
[Read the Manifesto]
My writing is born of love and faith.
We are never truly alone.
I do not write to preach,
but to offer a bit of gentleness
in a world too often harsh and rushed.
[Read the Manifesto]
Out beyond the ideas of wrong and right,
there is a field.
I'll meet you there.
--Rumi