The Blade of Love
I don’t remember what kind of knife it was, I just remember it had a dark handle, a silver blade and it was coming towards me. I ran as far as I could, which was only about 10 feet because...
Three years ago
My mom had a blank canvas in front of her when she died from Covid in May 2020. In my grief I pulled out my old sketches for The Loving Garden and I took that blank canvas and poured my...
Coloring Inside the Lines
I was never one to color inside the lines. Those lines were so limiting to the canvas of what was possible and is possible. So I guess you could say I always colored outside the lines which is how I’ve...
Beauty From The Ashes
In the burning release, with mercy, compassion and love, freedom arises. What blooms is beauty from the ashes.
Self-Love Returns
Every now and then this one pops up to remind me Who I AM and that I never colored inside the lines. I created my own art piece called “Self Love Returns” 😎😎💕💃 Journey On… Love On Peeps…
Love Found Its Way Through
Who knew I would come upon a broken heart, yet again a year later. Mine. Again, but in the brokenness Love found its way through. Again. 💔💖
The Winds
No matter how many times the winds swept me up and battered me like a game, that tests one’s will to survive, it would eventually give me mercy and release its grasp on me. In that release, I plummet like...
The Loving Garden’s Creation
The Loving Garden was created from the tears of love and is the proof of what Love can really do when you allow it to lead beyond the pain. You will see the beauty again.
My Soul Brother
You appeared in my photo stream this morning Jon Michael. My soul brother from the ’90s.You were my love, my family, my joy, my laughter, my belonging in our mutual orphaned feeling kind of way.I never got to say goodbye-...