fallen robin
My friend stayed with me for a while, he gave me his spiritual medicine, then flew home higher than ever before with soft wings and angels … please read more about my little friend: inthecreativespirit
the spider’s dream
I remember one Friday night just before I moved to Asheville around 11 pm, I’m sitting at my writing desk, in my den of white carpet, and a large black spider traipses without a care in no particular hurry right in front of me – as if it wanted to
Asheville
two blue jays waiting on two cardinals waiting on two lovebirds under the shower of the pond ~ Living, loving the mystique of enchantment, embraced by crystal mountains, with rain like diamonds of angel light and rainbows so close and vivid you could reach up and touch them. This is
