It Was Autumn
It was autumn when I nearly left. I was 18 years old. I had thought I was crossing to the...
It was autumn when I nearly left. I was 18 years old. I had thought I was crossing to the...
So many of us hide it under anger or numbness, but from second-hand emotions, healing does not follow. Muchos de...
Late in life I start to tune this instrument I’ve carried all my years. Its healing and its power fill...
Eleven in the morning on a Sunday and I have been alive for 77 years plus some. Is this the...