Your eyes have begun to close on their own.A blinking you did not ask for.A squeezing shut, a fluttering, a wish of the eyelids to draw down and stay closed. There is something your eyes seem to be doing for… Read More ›
The vision came more than once. Each time I closed my eyes, they were there, standing in the same place, in the same stillness. I would open my eyes, move through the ordinary moments of my day, and then close… Read More ›
There is a sound only you can hear.A ringing, a high clear tone, a soft and constant hum.It comes without a source in the world around you,and it lingers, quietly, at the edge of every still moment. Your ears have… Read More ›
Lately, you find yourself pulling back.Wanting the quiet.Craving whole days with no one to answer to,no noise, no plans,just the deep relief of being alone.And a small part of you wondersif something is wrong with you for needing it so… Read More ›
There is a tiredness that goes all the way down.Not the ordinary weariness of a long day,but a deep, bone-quiet fatigue that rest does not seem to reach. Your reserves have run low.The deep stores your body kept for its… Read More ›
You are not alone.There is someone beside you,someone who loves you, who stays.And yet, in quiet moments,a loneliness rises that you cannot quite explain,an ache for a closenessyou cannot seem to reach, even here. You are not ungrateful.There is nothing… Read More ›
It began differently this time… with a flash. A flash, sudden and vast, the kind that feels less like something seen and more like a doorway opening all at once. In the instant before it passed, everything was white. And… Read More ›
The eyes are how you meet the world.They take in the light, the faces, the beauty and the sorrow of all you see.And they hold, within them, the tender waters of feeling. Tears are how the eyes soften.They wash, they… Read More ›
Someone says they are fine.And you know they are not.The words are ordinary, the smile is in place,and yet you feel it,the sadness beneath the sentence,the tension under the calm,the thing they are not saying at all. You are not… Read More ›
There is an itch that lives at the very base of you.Between the toes, along the soles,in the quiet places where you meet the ground. It burns a little. It asks to be scratched.And it keeps returning, this restlessness at… Read More ›