The Calmness of Water

I hear wisps of rustling water over rocks nearby and feel the current tug at me as it leads me down a path forward. I am easily pushed down the rivers way feeling the warmth and the cool breaths of the currents brush against my curves. I take in the wonder and strength of the … Continue reading The Calmness of Water

Mother and the Butterfly

I was standing in the yard with my dog and the strangest thing occurred, I smelled vanilla and then  I saw a blue butterfly.  It fluttered so gracefully and I began thinking of my mother.  She always smells of vanilla.  She used to paint or make me blue butterflies when I was young.  She has … Continue reading Mother and the Butterfly

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