Not All Who Wander Are Lost

You took me to the Mediterranean in the depths of your stare— White sand and turquoise sea Safe and coy, I played hide and seek...

  “From every wound there is a scar, and every scar tells a story. A story that says, I survived.” ~ Fr. Craig Scott I was taught by the time I was eighteen the importance of breast health: I was taught to check my breasts regularly for...

Something inside me has begun to stir. A hunger, an ache, a need. The inertia of the Universe is pushing me forward, blind folded, towards something more, whispering, "Trust me. Have faith."...

Today, I awoke with a need to write but lacked inspiration. I started by jotting down a few items of discussion, descriptions of recent travels, but felt my soul was still in slumber...