See you there,
distant light..
you always spoke to me,
in a language no one else cared to hear…

What feels unbearable today
may simply be the threshold
of becoming more.

Dust is not the end,
but a beginning in disguise..
a return to the essential,
where life rebuilds quietly,
from the ground up.

In stillness,
beneath sorrow,
resilience takes root..
unseen at first,
yet inevitable.

Yet the natural world never resists impermanence.
The tree does not cling to the falling leaf.
Everything moves..
because movement is the nature of being.
We, too, belong to this rhythm.
Time does not ask permission;
it carries us forward,
moment by moment,
season by season.

There are moments when life appears to unravel…
Beyond the drama,
there is only the quiet certainty of change.
As if something essential must be lost,
so that something truer might emerge.

And here we are,
in this moment that breathes only truth,
where time bows to feeling,
and silence holds your name.

Just as this moment
will carry me forward
Into the next truly unknown time
I will forever carry you..
not behind, not ahead,
but in the quiet now
where love has always waited.

Yes, you were there,
listen to my words…
they’re all to you.

My past is you,
because it led me to this point..
every misstep, the sadness & joy,
every storm I once called mine.

You are the warmth in the clouds
I cannot hold,
but always feel.
The light that does not touch,
yet moves through everything I am

The sky does not struggle to feel.
It simply is..
bold in blush,
The embers & flames,
a symphony of stillness stretched wide.

My heart unfolds for you like this,
without effort,
without the struggle of need,
only with the instinct to open,
to offer,
to exhale.

Even without leaves,
bare branches believe
the light will find us,
and we’ll continue to grow.

There are moments when the world does not ask for your strength…
only your presence.
When silence becomes a language,
and a single bloom holds more truth than a thousand answers.

Not everything breaks with sound.
Some things drift apart quietly,
like clouds losing rain
or branches shedding light.

I stand still,
not searching .. only sensing.
There is no need to chase what was always waiting.
Only to be quiet enough
to remember

Good Morning BlueSky! ☕️☕️
Rain falls delicately outside my window,
Descending from heaven’s skies,
Kissing the earth—fretting no more.
Caught in the hush of the storm,
Time halts in its silver streaks,
Each drop a brushstroke
Reaching for its lover’s skin.

Pause. Breathe. The world is not against you—it is holding you, waiting for you to remember your light. You don’t have to rush. You don’t have to have all the answers. Just keep going, one heartbeat at a time 💙🧡

You are made of resilience, the same strength that lets rivers carve through stone and stars burn through darkness. Even now, when you feel small, you are vast beyond measure.

I was born to trace the line
upon the shadows of your skin…
to fall into them
This is my heart’s purpose