Freedom Blooming

Counting down the days, The sunrises and the sleeps, From death to new life sprouting And the promises of spring, Freedom buds and blooms. . Tanka Originally published 20 January 2018 at 9:49 AM as I prepared to leave my home with a deep feeling that I would likely never return to it. Continue reading Freedom Blooming

Only In

Only in my suffering Did I discover lasting pleasure and joy Only as the result of my brokenness Did I find my true beauty Only because of my oppression Did I finally understand the delights of freedom Only by traversing the darkness Did my light begin to shine its brightest   Originally published 12 July … Continue reading Only In


He was in over his head, that much was certain. He had gotten himself stuck in a no win situation, caught between his head and his heart, and there was no way he could see to have it all. He could either choose to stay in the same stagnant waters he had been in for … Continue reading Spin