Separated by energy gaps, forbidden regions, energetically, where electrons cannot reside. Tell me more. Is this the place I sense
Since my Winter Epiphany, I have had a lot of time to dream, think, feel and be. This is what
“The tree spirit flowed up through her. Out through her head like a crown forming a golden halo. The orb
We all woke up that morning with thoughts in our head. Fog filled the valley of hopes and dreams. Lifting
Just over the ridge, off in the distance…… As the leaves fall, deeply and gently onto the earth, life
I look in and see the warmth I am denied. I look in and see the choice of no love.
3 moons over the mesa, watercolor, 8 x 10 – 1 available. You rise within me like purple lavender. Memories