Building Dreams

Building Dreams

The fog hung outside the hangar bay door like it was waiting for a mission.  Silent and stoic, it held its position until the morning sunbeams sent it on its way. The space was quiet and vacant, but I could imagine the hangar like a 1940s movie set, filled with...
Notes from the Shadowlands

Notes from the Shadowlands

Perchance one day the Shadow stopped,And took a moment to have a thought.Looking high and far above,She wondered who she shadowed of.”Who is this one that I reflect in part?Who is the real, the one unseen?That as she stands in a constant Son,This shadow is cast,...
Taking Joy for a Spin

Taking Joy for a Spin

Fear. It likes to linger in front of joy.  Or so it seems. It’s as if Fear, whenever looking for prime real estate, will typically scope out the land right by your dreams. Can anyone relate? It’s fun to dream, right?  About that perfect job? Or creating...