Unveiling Hope

A candid look behind the veil

The metamorphosis was almost complete for she was the guilt and shame, the bitterness and loneliness, the fearfulness and emptiness that pooled itself in the middle of the floor. Her very life force had all but slipped away, absorbing into the fibers of the carpet as she let go.

When I was a young girl, about 7 years of age, I was a princess. Eventually, we moved away. I still had the dress – but I wasn’t a Princess anymore – and that is how I felt for decades to come and go. I was no one’s little princess. Sometimes life gets away from …

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You entered my life in a quiet way like rippling waters approaching from afar touching so lightly that I could barely feel it a hand – inviting me to share life I wasn’t there.   But you were. you were always present, aware a witness to the violence and abuse, for the lies and the drama, the rejection and abandonment. I …

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I saw you leaning over the bulbs you had just planted. Your hands caressed the soil as if it was velvet. A drop of sweat fell from your brow. The rose pushed through the soil and bloomed beneath your gaze. It reached up and kissed you. You sat down and began to speak. I wondered, as …

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