Stranger from Another Realm

Into the night he whispersStranger from another realmShrouded form so sweetly familiarApparition from youth I once touched Into my mind he whispersStranger from another realmUnfolding path steers my awkward stepsOnly moving forward matters  Into my soul he whispersStranger from another realmDrawing me towards immortalityI sense a presence not of this earth Often The Stranger visits us in …

I’ve Met the Wind

Often the greatest opponents of change reside with us: fear of uncertainty, lack of self-confidence, or difficulty rising above life’s obstacles. Yet regardless of our human frailties. I believe each one of us has a destiny filled with purposes. Like the wind—unseen and yet felt. READ THE ENTIRE POST...

Journey into the Soul: Dealing with your Dark Muse

If eyes are the windows to the soul, then masquerade masks frame these portals. Eyes transform into mystical moorings when we see them peering through a mask. We might find this inexplicable desire to venture inside the mind of the masked person. A creative person opens the portals to his or her soul through the …

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