Wandering in the murky in-between at the end of the afternoon and thinking about where we get our deepest needs met…
Where do we go
when hungry for beauty.
To the place of limelight
and gatherings of the glamorous,
or the environment of love
cultivated by little acts of kindness
and the one-of-a-kind ripples
gifted by a rain-drenched willow.
What feeds our soul?
+ Sue Heatherington
Pause. See differently. Re-story