Parameters are blurred at sunset.  We are north, south, east and west, Melding into the aura of the universe.

Paved with Love We planners museAbout things to come,Wondering, wonderingWhat’s to be undone. If this . . . . . then that,If that . . . . . then this.Where will I be?What will I miss? Doubts and fearsThey need a shove.All roads aheadAre paved with love.

Is it gravity or worry, That downward force, Pulling and tugging me Off my course? Then a touch, a smile, Or soft moonlight, Renders new wings To resume my flight.

Nature is not shy or demure. With pomp and splendor she uses all the colors on her vivid palette. We cannot deny her prominent place in our groundswell of gratitude. She is the centerpiece on our universal table. She invites us to witness, to observe and to drink in her plentitude, with faithful stewardship, preserving…

We thrive on this inexhaustible capacity to share life, teeming with God’s bounty.

Each one of us matters, has a role to play, and makes a difference. Each one of us must take responsibility for our own lives, and above all, show respect and love for living things around us, especially each other.  —-Jane Goodall

Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, alistening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, allof which have the potential to turn a life around. –Leo Buscaglia

Where is your sacred place? My sacred space is found in nature, especially at the break of day, with birdsong and gentle breezes whistling through the trees. I hear the sound of my own heart beat and I know and I honor my place in this earthly world.  Another sacred space is the Trionfo Farm where my…

Because you smiled . . . someone else did too. Because you extended a hand . . . they learned to care, Because you cried . . . you taught compassion, Because of your laughter . . . joy rebounded, Because of your faith . . . they believe, And because of the light in…