grey skies.

i don’t know if its the cold seeping into my bones or the grey skies seeping into my soul, but these winter months are often long, requiring a battle to get myself out of bed in the morning. however, the dreary effects of winter have been abated by my new years resolution. and also, my…

portrait of a winter soul.

“we are not poor. We are just without riches, we who have no will, no world: marked with the marks of the latest anxiety, disfigured, stripped of leaves. around us swirls the dust of the cities, the garbage clings to us. we are shunned as if contaminated, thrown away like broken pots, like bones, like…

new year’s resolution.

write down one thing that i am thankful for from each day. like this sweet little kitty’s life.

gifts.

tonight i was brought to tears because in the midst of having to trust, i realized God has lavished gifts on me. totally and utterly poured them into my life. it brings me joy. everytime i think of one, i just keep thinking of more.

winter inspiration.

i’ve been more inspired recently. not sure what it is. but i like it. maybe this winter won’t be as hard as the ones in the past.