Category: the basket of random posts filled with beauty
a big basket of posts that don’t seem to fit in anywhere, but that are still full of beauty
author | poet | thread artist
I am a storyteller and a poet.
I use words and thread, pencil and needle, paper and fabric.
my work is an ongoing conversation with myself.
a big basket of posts that don’t seem to fit in anywhere, but that are still full of beauty
I stand, hands overflowing with ashes and not much else, but I am praying life into your dry bones. This mustard seed song is heaven’s work. — Supplication. My heart, tonight, as I stand before the One who breathes life into dry bones, believing for the healing of someone whom I love very much.