The Confluence of River and Self
At the edge of the Willamette,I draw breath fromtree roots and cold sand.Dawn color gathers at the edgesswirling, prismatic silt. … Continue reading The Confluence of River and Self
At the edge of the Willamette,I draw breath fromtree roots and cold sand.Dawn color gathers at the edgesswirling, prismatic silt. … Continue reading The Confluence of River and Self
I’m still relatively new to accepting.y spiritual side. Becoming a Reiki Master has helped tremendously. Today is the 14th anniversary … Continue reading Fourteen Years and Three Sand Dollars