Winter
Tonight, in the alluring Barrington Mountains -3 degrees. Snow sparkles under the winter stars on the floor of the forest. Crunchy hoofs, paws, claws, and feet, weaving and leaving their mark in the… Continue reading
When your intelligence is so black and white, you cease allowing the garden of colours and creativity to mature thy psyche. ~~ © Astarté Earthwise.
So, you have decided not to trust anyone? I hear and witness your hurt…. However, that means you have stopped trusting yourself. That feels painful, I observe your ache…. It’s up to you,… Continue reading