Doubt isn't simply a word with the ability to deflate hopes but one that operates by sitting us down to a parade of moments while projecting past feels into the wishes that we are trying to connect to. Its pointy fingers are compromised of the things that didn't work...

We will say that to craft the life that we want, we must let go of the yesterdays and yet we have never been the type to be able to leave behind the energy that has found a home within us. Not the moments themselves but their punches that force us to our knees in an...

We can easily speak the narratives as to why we can't be happy in the standing room only of parts of our stories. There are moments when the pain has been written as a dull ache behind a smile and others where colors replaced suffocating words. And still other...

We have all felt the need for places to find happiness in, but that concept has merely given us reasons for why the landscape is more important than we are and why our homes are so unfriendly to live in. And that has been our knowing, where shooting our shot at being...

Hope is ours to dance new lines onto the pages of the tomorrows but sometimes the past poetry on the inside comes along to say that we are deceiving ourselves and so we find that: We can't change the shape of our homes because there is no retirement for the lack of...

For flowers, the path from seeds to sprouts to blooms to seeds and then debris, is the nature of their stories that never hold the promise of becoming. They push through the resistance of the soil and ever-changing weather as well as the possibility of being defeated...