New Direction

I’m walking yet the steps I take are not my own I’m singing the words of a song I’ve never known I’m dancing my two feet lead me in a new direction With every stride with every beat with every slide my heart grows


The lump in my throat is preventing me from breathing and I am hot and feeling faint with the news of death then the doctor tells us about your wishes through tears of pain we find joy solace washes us in the light of your love your gift of donation has the power to possibly save… More GIFT


Our doors like our lives are painted in different colours Each an expression of ourselves It’s our own curb appeal Leaving the light on and the door open may leave you vulnerable No one likes a door closed on them left excluded with jammed fingers or scarred hearts and yet sometimes we have to make the… More Doors


People are not disposable we must narrow the expanse of prejudice stop stereotyping rise up like the ocean wave white capped, cresting ready for the break slam down on hatred and sin pushing them to the shoreline then like the ocean’s rhythm we must rise again higher and higher to try once more, breaking the cycle leaving in… More B*R*E*A*K

Send Me

Send me your pain, despair negativity and anguish your loneliness, tears diseases and sadness And I will pray for comfort, courage positivity and light heartedness companions, smiles good health and happiness So that HIS light will bathe you with the hope for better tomorrows HIS strength lift you and your heart up in prayer for… More Send Me


The clock strikes midnight and with or without fanfare we brace for the beginning of a new year The gift of opportunity to begin again smarter from the lessons learned stronger from the pain experienced joyful or perhaps not Don’t waste your time with regret or resolutions you have no intention on keeping embrace the days… More WeLcOmE


We lead with you and follow with the names of those we love, pour our secrets into diaries after you begin our letters to legends, or fabled visitors with you   We formally address those we don’t know and speak to someone named “John” when we fall out of love   We call out to you… More Dear


  I entered the room your shrinking body, dwarfed by the bed clinically white save but for your mauve shawl which played with the silver of your hair and the light of day streaming in from the window You spied one eye open and held your hand out for mine Cold hands, warm hearts We… More Still


  Turning means a change be it a new chapter a leaf a corner green bright red blue softly loudly kicking and screaming It allows for growth and an opportunity to learn I love to turn especially when twirling with my face towards heaven showing HIM I’m finding my way home   Try your hand… More Turn


The past week in Canada has been a hard one.  We experienced terror and lost  good men.  I’m a little late, but I’m sharing today on Kate’s blog.  You can too if you “dare”. GO It is in that moment of terror eyes welling with tears mouth agape, heart pounding and frozen with fear we must remember… More Dare