Category Archive: Photography

Lobster, Rain & Lighthouses

Craving somewhere new and a change of scenery, I took a short trip to Portland, Maine last weekend. What struck me the most about the city (especially from the drive from the airport… Continue reading

The Whisper

“When your heart speaks, take good notes” -Judith Campbell Have you heard that whisper? Felt the longing that makes you sigh? Are your days filled with daydreams? Your nights unease? Close your eyes… Continue reading

Is It Your Ego Driving You?

“Your ego fears not having or doing something. The lifeblood of the ego is fear. Its primary function is to preserve your identity, but it fears your unworthiness. As a result, ego pushes… Continue reading

Your Power

The following quote from Rachel Sklar’s article The Prettiest Girl at The Party discussing Jill Abramson’s firing this week from the New York Times struck a cord with me: “Your power does not… Continue reading

Your First Love

Things are what they are and for the most part we have to learn to accept and embrace the things we cannot change. It’s hard but it is the path to peace. Your… Continue reading

A Gentle Touch

Sometimes all you need is a smile, a gentle touch, a kind reminder that you are not alone. In the cold darkness of a winter morning, I literally dragged myself to work, overwhelmed… Continue reading

New Every Morning

Every morning is a fresh beginning, Listen my soul to the glad refrain. And, spite of old sorrows And older sinning, Troubles forecasted And possible pain, Take heart with the day and begin… Continue reading

Blinded

“Who knows what a blind child sees of blossoms or songbirds? Who knows what any of us sees from the privacy of our own blindness – and, make no mistake, each of us… Continue reading

Planting A Seed

Plant your dream Let your idea blossom One tiny seed So many possibilities Roll up your sleeves And dig deep now… Inspired by Write Alm April Prompts

Set Me On Fire

“I see a light but no fire. Is this what my life is to be like? Better to head for the grave. A messenger comes, the grief-courier, and the message is that the… Continue reading