Capturing a moment in a photograph is one thing. It takes skill and knowledge and some technical know-how that not everyone possesses, but most anyone can learn. But capturing someone’s soul – the way they truly are on the inside – takes more than that. It takes love.
I love fresh rain in the morning. So soft. So quiet. So gentle. And new again. Without words, it gently rinses away the dust and makes new room for the sunshine to be felt in the roots of my dried up soul and cracked little heart, finding a place for love to flourish.
(Photo by Scott Buck – but only because I told him to and had a camera in my purse while driving carpool…hey I get some kudos for planning, right?) I love to watch the mornings from the car. The earth yawns magical colors while stretching out her long arms to wrap us in a day […]
The simplest things are often the best. They are the ones we overlook for the complicated, the over thought and the over processed. Instead of looking for the easiest answers, we tend to make things harder than they need to be. I think the older I get, the more apparent it is to me that […]
sometimes you just need space to breathe. and run. space to let the wind blow in and out of your heart. and your mind. sometimes you just need space to make room for love.
