Category Archives: Prose

We aren’t all shooting stars streaking across midnight skies. We can’t all be suns to our world. We aren’t all dancing streams of energy. Some of us are just candles in the dark, praying the wind won’t blow. I have a fragile spirit. It flickers and it sways. But make no mistake, it burns hot.Continue reading “Fellowship (From A Testimony)”

We are not new to hard times. We must not let the world tell us how our joy should look. Instead we must remember where we have found it time and time again, generation after generation. And, that we built it on our own, for ourselves, piece by piece. We must remember kitchen tables andContinue reading “A History of Survival (From A Testimony)”

We do not always awaken into sunlight. Sometimes we awaken into darkness. Drowsy. Confused. Scared. Uncertain. Sometimes the light of our new day is delayed. And we must learn to see in the darkness. There can still be natural light in dark places. We can still read by fire light, work by moonlight, and beContinue reading “The Light of Awakening (From A Testimony)”

It is impossible to step into this world and to not be changed by it. As you experience different things, as you expand your awareness, as you awaken, you cannot return to the dream. This is what happens with coming of age – with the loss of innocence. As you know better, you must doContinue reading “Move On”

Lately, I have been contemplating memoir. Simply because I was asked by a family member to help them write theirs. So, I am wondering, now that the idea has been put out there, what that could look like? I write, I tell stories. But how does one tell their own story, how does one tellContinue reading “Contemplating Memoir”

I wonder if the butterfly experienced the slightest bit of fear as it broke through its cocoon? Did it see this as the world breaking into its shell? Surely, if it knew the wonders to follow – the glorious flight awaiting it – the fear would shed without hesitation. But, in that moment, when itContinue reading “The First Break”

I was so close now, to coming into the light. For a while I was running, tirelessly, like all my demons were chasing me. I dared not stop, not until I realized these were only the echoes of my own footsteps in the dark. Funny what things can become when cloaked in shadow. I amContinue reading “Echoes in Darkness”

Each daughter of Eve has taken on her own journey. Each finding her own vision of womanhood. Each blessed and cursed by what she found. As they grew, they came to realize a hard truth. There was an equal darkness for all the light they held within them. They learned in order to receive loveContinue reading “Daughters of Eve”