When Love Dies   It begins with a hairline fracture One that can't be reset It grows wider, slowly over time The Great Divide.   Walls have been erected - No bridges left to cross You've become perfect strangers In a land full of the lost.   Does wisdom say it's worth it Black hole; heart...

Sunday's have a stillness and an ease that make me wax nostalgic. Today is made for my down-comforter, too many pillows, coffee, salted dark chocolate, books, and journal writing.   Sundays remind me of my dad. If I close my eyes I can still see myself...

Now that we’ve explored the history of the Bible, it feels important to discuss who actually wrote the Bible. Traditionally, most Christians are taught that the first five books of the Old Testament, or what is also known as the Torah (also called the Pentateuch or...

[video width="400" height="228" mp4="https://woodsandwander.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/08/68658916_727658524356168_6554512340174241792_n.mp4"][/video]   Yesterday had me revisiting lives that ghosted my memory for centuries. Cave and stone and earth. Priestess born of old souls. I heard my name sang on the wind - not mine and yet so much my own. "Morgan, Morgan, Morgan. Remember." There...