My hope is that you will find yourself at that magical crossroads, the land of Hekátē, Where Transcendence, Inner Exploration and the Physic

Where water turns into sand where leaves meet air and where roots embrace soil. There, is where you will find me.

I reached out a hand and touched him. He was warm. I could sense his breathing, almost as if it aligned with mine. My heartbeat with his.

This time I want to stay here and feel. This time I want to sit here and observe. I want to experience.

Reworking of my earliest versions of covers for my next two books? Take me down! Looking for shows and where to exhibit? Here is my neck!

Your dogmatic power is based on dominating and conquering, limiting and silencing. MY power is based on BEING.

If Earth doesn’t have a voice, I'll give her mine. Nature, in the end, is the largest temple. It is a meeting of hopes, fears and faith.

I want a schedule where I look forward to coming back home. Because in my life most of the time coming back home was a dread.

... how a bag was always ready next to the entrance, just because... you never know. Well, we knew because we experienced earthquakes often.