What is art but the unseen prophetic truths of the soul incarnated in some tangible way? What is art if it doesn’t stir the heart to accountability and action and…
You are born with a wound of darkness inside. It isn’t everything. It doesn’t blot out the light. But it will fester as life throws its hate at you, and…
the world is so dark today the blackness in people’s hearts seems to blot out even the sun how can we all go on living apathetically when so many are hurting…
creativity is a great adventure you don’t know what could happen you don’t know what dangers you’ll run into but the beautiful thing is watching it come together step by…
There is an ache inside for far off places, An ache to understand unusual faces. An ache for beauty, adventure, growing, An ache for wisdom, love, and knowing. An ache…
Sit down, sit still. Close your eyes. And listen. Do you hear the whispers of the wind among the trees? A bird playing games with the neighborhood cat? The slow…
Buzz buzz buzz phone dictates the chaos of your scheduled-out day Honk honk honk get out of the way I’m going to be late Yes yes yes nonstop green light…
The sadness comes knocking at my door, creeping through the cracks like cold mist, leaving me shivering as it slinks its way inside. An unwelcome visitor, to say the least, and…
Ten years back, I was falling into my first bout of depression and unexplained sickness. You were a good friend, and you came home from college and made me talk…
