Hope Despite the Unraveling of the Known

Hope Despite the Unraveling of the Known

Moonbeams give way to the bolder light of morning; shades of fuschia, mauve, and coral brightening the shadowy landscape with the promise of a new day. Change is inevitable. Sometimes, we can see it peeking over the horizon and remain unsurprised. At other times,...
Near the Edge

Near the Edge

It’s that vacuous, indefinable place between here and there when—like Dante—you awaken near the edge of a dark valley. The valley yawns wide…deep…threatening and you squint your eyes searching for even the dimmest light beckoning in a direction—any direction. But,...