hope

"'Hope' is the thing with feathers

That perches in the soul

And sings the tune without the words

And never stops at all..."

- Emily Dickinson

call of the wild

the quiet days of december leave me open to hear what is unsaid

dark moon chill

deep rest and nothing but chill in the days leading up to the new

always

"You've always had the power my dear, you just had to learn it for yourself."

- The Wizard of Oz