I am in awe yet again!
The sun was warm on his fur and the air was crisp and cool as he lay enjoying his last day. He did not know it was his last day, only that he hadn’t felt good for a while now. When the door opened he came inside and with his usual “mao”, jumped on the …
They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night. Edgar Allan Poe
When we judge or criticize we diminish the light and separate ourselves
From one of your own when the pain is too great to bare and there is no willingness to change, no end in sight