by pbsartist | May 7, 2017 | Uncategorized
that in your one short life even if it has brought you to 80 or 95 there is one strong voice woven intricately through every one of your days saying here this now again. that you’ve never stepped...
by pbsartist | May 6, 2017 | Uncategorized
somehow they are just not it anymore i need the gentleness that comes when I’ve realized I enjoy the questions.. and the thing that comes when i climb the walls inside myself and see where they lead
by pbsartist | May 5, 2017 | Uncategorized
i’ve read it said that the greatest prayers are help me and thank you. I say please. The rest is already spoken.
by pbsartist | May 4, 2017 | Uncategorized
i am created and i create i am dying and i live i am of heaven and i am of hell to this i sing praises- risk one more inhale and ex~
by pbsartist | May 3, 2017 | Uncategorized
and yet this confident vulnerability is built of straw. mud packed bricks dirt formed by hand and stacked to form my shelter. and it too cracks and crumbles without constant care.
by pbsartist | May 3, 2017 | Uncategorized
Today I saw vulnerable is not the opposite of confident. I must first be very, very vulnerable (and oh the pain sometimes!) in order to be confident in the right thing.
