In life there are moments, ideas, thoughts, stories and prayers that shine. I call them treasures. These treasures may be beautiful, poignant, pensive or humorous. Treasures are always precious, they enrich life. In this place, life's treasures are not only noticed - they are cherished.
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What is love? The timeless question.

Only understood when felt.

Where is love? A better question?

Seems a destination when it’s found.

Who is love? Is it a person?

Defined in embodiment.

I wonder.

… Why love?

If we reject constructive criticism, always perceiving it as negative, we deny ourselves opportunities to gain a fresh perspective. To see our work through others eyes is a privilege. Seek it.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place: and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

John McCrae (1872–1918)

Who can relate?

Who can relate?

  • Gandalf: I am looking for someone to share in an adventure that I am arranging, and it's very difficult to find anyone.
  • Bilbo Baggins: I should think so — in these parts! We are plain quiet folk and have no use for adventures. Nasty disturbing uncomfortable things! Make you late for dinner!

She wakes into this present darkness.

A terror of the night;

eyes wide open at the dawn.


Awake or sleep?

She hardly knows.

And on it goes.

~ @goldenskye