“Life is like a flowing stream; once the flow stops, our life becomes stagnant. When we remove the dams and debris we have accumulated an...

I am going to die with my music still in me.  I'm going to die with my music still in me if I don't start making some radical...

Nature's first green is gold Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsi...

Oh how I love the Moon.  La Luna.  The feminine divine.  I've always been drawn to her.  All her phases.  Her soft, gentle glow among t...

“It was deep afternoon when shadows begin to grow, light becomes gold, and you realize that this particular day has reached its destiny....