“All the lonely people, where do they all come from. All the lonely people where do they all belong.” ~Eleanor Rigby, The Beatles The first time I heard the song Eleanor Rigby, I cried. I was a little girl in pigtails, but I could see poor Eleanor in my mind, her tragic life laid out before her, hopelessly alone without… Read More
Word Stones, Building My Soul
These powerful words are the foundation base of who I AM. Not who I am becoming… but who I am uncovering.
Cracked Wide Open
Cracked Wide Open, a broken egg with yoke exposed. Spreading, in yellow puddles, laid bare and naked in my soul. No more will my shell protect me, keep me from the world. I will be nourishment, food to another, love for body and soul. Or I will be swept away, Wiped off the counter of life, down the drain Having… Read More


