“You have to keep breaking your heart until it opens.” – Rumi Mine is open, again.
LAST THOUGHT FOR THE DAY
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Fragile creatures. We are promise, Filled with hope And such despair; Climbing high, Then quickly falling, Losing ground While gaining speed.
The Madonna and me
Many years ago my father took a trip to northern Italy, his mother’s birthplace. My tiny Italian grandmother had arrived in America on a boat, accompanying her new husband after World War I. They settled …
THROUGH MY LENS:
I miss the ocean: The pounding, hypnotic rhythm of the waves; the tangy smell of the salt air; and the feeling of being so very, very small. Between the rain and snow, I can look out …
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