If the sounds of my soul were the kind you could hear, you might begin to understand. There is this song that plays at the center of an awakened soul, changing with the light in the sky and the nearness of love. It’s the first few lines of So What and Bach’s Goldberg Aria VariationContinue reading “The Sounds of My Soul”
Something about Clair de Lune in my earphones and the whipping storm-wind pushing my steps toward the butterfly drinking down nectar reminded me of the beauty you are growing in the silence of my soul.
This silence is too loud. I should unlock my hands. Don’t breathe that fast. My job title should be slightly different. This silence is too long. My cheek itches. I shouldn’t have used those words. I wish he would see me differently. This silence is too deep. I wonder if she loved me. SheContinue reading “A Journey Into Silence”