Waiting in a cafe...

Waiting for a friend

Coffee steam tendrils curl to the ceiling

Anticipation of words rising up

Spilling over after the opening hug

I Might Be a Mermaid

Something strange happens when I slip into water

It doesn't matter whether I am gliding through a chlorinated pool

Families having fun with their noodles and floats

High pitched squeals of childish energy and joy

Or walking the surf line as the waves roll in

The salt tang filling my nose and cleansing my soul

A kind of calm washes over me

My mind becomes both more clear and yet more distant

Thoughts roll in like the waves or glide along with me

And a peaceful joy fills me up

Welcome to Lines from my Heart

Words are the structure giving shape to my life

Words that offer comfort

Words that strip the soul

Words that cannot be said

Words that must be said

Words that hide me from the world

Words that make sense of the world

Welcome to my blog. I hope you enjoy your time here and my words help you see life and the world in a different way.