Storm Moon

The last full moon of Winter,Travels through the fire. Leaving one last time,To kindle our desires. Our inner lion,Harbors strength, courage, and power. To cultivate a future,Meditation comes before manifestation. Soon…Spring will take Winter’s place.The Earth will come to life.Flowers will bloom.Insects will fly.Gardens will grow.The days will become longer.The nights will become warmer. So…Take……

August

Misty morning, The first dawn of August, Dew on the grass, A few fallen leaves, The colors changing on one tree. Pink sky, Red wagon, Happy dog, Wagging tail, Rooster crows, Cats play, The Leo in me dances away. As the Sun comes up, Cleansing yesterday.

IT

Why do I feel so heavy? I want to do many things, But IT has me. IT is weighing me down. IT won’t let go. I am breaking down. IT is taking control. Taking me to the depths of my soul. Reliving all I suppressed. Daily tasks feel like climbing mountains. Responsibilities feel like burdens.……

Moon Rise

After three cloudy nights, I finally watched the moon rise. … I sat by an open window, And I read my son the next chapter by firelight. Per his request. Since he was little I’ve always wanted this. For him to love something as much as I do. By his own choice. … The Summer……

Dear Moon

Soft raindrops in the night, A faint glow behind a cloudy sky, Fades in and out. Oh, Please come out! Illuminate the sky. The barge horn blows. The cars travel over the water. The trusses on the bridge, Bounce! Bounce! A boat coasts by, Casting small waves, The water flickers in the light, But not……

God Is More Than a Person

When I was a little girl I thought of God as a person watching over us above the sky. I thanked him before I ate, I prayed before bed, and I went to church with my family. I stopped attending church around fifteen, and religion slowly faded from my my life. For years I had……

Growth Is Not Always Pretty

Falon is an Irish name meaning, “in charge”. It is learning the meaning of my name which removed the negativity I attached to it from childhood. I live in a small, southern town in the United States, in what some refer to as the “bible belt”. I was raised up going to church every Sunday……

Home

Two years ago, I stumbled into a rabbit hole, That led far away from home; Through the center of the Earth, On the other side of the world: New cultures, Different seasons, Celebrations, Time changes, Ways of worship, Singing praises. . . War, murder, hate, natural disasters, hunger, and rape. Through the rabbit hole I……

My Last Post

Good intentions and creativity alone cannot create a blog. It requires dedication, reflection, learning experiences, and growth. Writing is something that comes from within. It is not a talent recognizable at the surface level. A writer is depth. In my opinion, a writer’s job is to bring readers to the depths of their minds, to……

Dreaming Among the Stars

I like hiding in my lines… Sometimes wheels are turning too fast. Relax. Crash. Body dies. Spirit never leaves. Such a mystery. ‘Running down your dream’ To find out what it means, we must dig deep. Touch hearts. Feel hurt. What is freedom? In a world of restrictions. Worn out paths. All sides are at……