As I stepped into the untouched white snow, I heard the familiar crunch and a shiver went up my spineMy dog looked eagerly up at me, as he stood next to meI laughed, and he took that as his sign... Continue Reading →
Opening the first page of the book, I took a deep breath in, grounding myself in the anticipation of all the possibilities Not knowing where to start, I put down the first word, then another, surrendering to the flowKnowing it... Continue Reading →
"We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called opportunity and it's first chapter is New Year's Day. – Edith Lovejoy Pierce As I opened the book,... Continue Reading →
When I open the book of my life The pages await I scan through the pages Scribbled in a hurry is some of my writing Some I don't even recognize as mine And seem to be written by someone else... Continue Reading →
As I sit with the book of my life, I feel so lost in thought Many pages I do not want to look at Many pages don't feel like they belong in this book But one very different, very separate... Continue Reading →
Gypsy Aurora Musings 