The number 3

When I worked with children, one of the young girls drew me this picture. She said I was standing on solid rock, with a cloud hanging over me and a chocolate-frosted donut to comfort me. It has become a metaphor for what my life is like. *** I'm not the biggest fan of Facebook but … Continue reading The number 3


Follow the wires

I've spent most of my life in the chaotic. I've never had a boring or steady year. My life has been plagued with suffering, illness and big leaps into the unknown. For the first time in my adult life, the dust has settled. The calm has come. I thought I knew what I wanted. Maybe … Continue reading Follow the wires