Why Not?
...I think Pollyanna (whoever she was), knew how to kick some serious butt.
How To Be A Hermit at 35,000 Feet
It took sinking into seat 18C and hurtling through the heavens to remind me.
Love in Layers
And by the way. Know this. I was never Jane, dammit. I was Tarzan.
Beginner Mind – This Time With Feeling
“Plant a green tree in your heart and perhaps a singing bird will…
Let the Beauty We Love
I promised myself I didn't have to be Van Gogh, I would just keep trying.