A vicarious offering.

This stunning piece by Tanya Davis is perfect in its simplicity. I have grappled with, “translating the essence of my thoughts..” over these long winter months. More often than not, I avoid the now waning voice inside my head that is pleading with me to sit and be with my feelings, my thoughts, my words.
Rather than let this blog die out – as a small part of me would allow it to do- I am posting someone else’s words.

I hope that you can take as much comfort in them as I do.