Monthly Archives: September 2015

A box of darkness is a great gift indeed It’s blasphemy in the moment Has given me exactly what I need Transforming anger and victimous feelings Into strength and higher ceilings Sharper insight And brave wings for flight Deeper patience … Continue reading →

Its as if my parents have been dead already for 20 years. Often when I reach out to them for help or just to talk, it is about helping them or they just don’t respond. I couldn’t quite tell you … Continue reading →