The Music is Still in You!
Far from such din, when blessed silence returns, I can listen to the butterflies that flutter inside my head. To hear them, one must be
My Soul’s Purpose
Making something and sending it out into the world and then people not only responding to it but adopting it for their own and making a
Me, Myself, and I
Butterflies are nature’s tragic heroes. They live most of their lives being completely ordinary. And then, one day, the unexpected ...
