Hearts Of Friends

Hearts of friends, tightly woven together by time, tears and shared memories. I hold them in my hand lovingly, carefully. My hand is open not wanting to smother or hold too tightly, for they each need room to move, to grow, to be themselves. I guard and treasure each one individually. Though they may be separated my miles, our hearts are inseparable.

Winter Tree

Winter tree, barren and cold, with no sign of life but for the occasional bird needing a place to rest.  Do not despair. Winter is not so terribly long, but is a brief season in time. Shortly, the spring will come, and your leaves will again grow anew and your branches will stretch to meet the rising of the sun.

The Bridge To Your Destiny

As we come upon each of life's bridges let us deeply consider the  path.  Don't look down , or fear may grip you as you stand paralyzed, afraid to move forward. Don't look back at what may have been, it's already passed. Keep your eyes fixed forward . Set your gaze on the horizon, but not too far forward, or it may overwhelm you. Go on, on step at a time.

Dewy Leaves

Sit A Spell



Sit a spell. Make time to enjoy the beauty of nature. Take in the sights and smells of winter. Listen to the sounds of the gentle breeze and watch the birds flitting about. Relive precious memories of time spent with friends and family. Enjoy the moment. 

Tu B'Shevat