Tag Archives: LOVE
Don Draper’s I Ching Encounter
Wendy: “Does someone love me?” Don: What? Wendy: That’s what your question was. Don: Why would you say that? Wendy: That’s everyone’s question. Kisses & Chaos, Alli Woods Frederick
Emily Dickinson’s Poor Torn Heart
A poor torn heart, a tattered heart, That sat it down to rest, Nor noticed that the ebbing day Flowed silver to the west, Nor noticed night did soft descend Nor constellation burn, Intent upon the vision Of … Continue reading
A Note To You About Love & Hope
Perhaps not to be is to be without your being, without your going, that cuts noon light like a blue flower, without your passing later through fog and stones, without the torch you lift in your hand that … Continue reading
Little Miracles From Small Wonders
SUNDAY I WITNESSED one of the most amazing things I’ve ever seen (and I’ve seen some amazing things). This truly blew my mind: A LITTLE GIRL, approximately 6 months old, was sitting on her father’s lap soaking in … Continue reading
Wendy: “Does someone love me?” Don: What? Wendy: That’s what your question was. Don: Why would you say that? Wendy: That’s everyone’s question. Kisses & Chaos, Alli Woods Frederick
Emily Dickinson’s Poor Torn Heart
A poor torn heart, a tattered heart, That sat it down to rest, Nor noticed that the ebbing day Flowed silver to the west, Nor noticed night did soft descend Nor constellation burn, Intent upon the vision Of … Continue reading
A Note To You About Love & Hope
Perhaps not to be is to be without your being, without your going, that cuts noon light like a blue flower, without your passing later through fog and stones, without the torch you lift in your hand that … Continue reading
Little Miracles From Small Wonders
SUNDAY I WITNESSED one of the most amazing things I’ve ever seen (and I’ve seen some amazing things). This truly blew my mind: A LITTLE GIRL, approximately 6 months old, was sitting on her father’s lap soaking in … Continue reading
A poor torn heart, a tattered heart, That sat it down to rest, Nor noticed that the ebbing day Flowed silver to the west, Nor noticed night did soft descend Nor constellation burn, Intent upon the vision Of … Continue reading
A Note To You About Love & Hope
Perhaps not to be is to be without your being, without your going, that cuts noon light like a blue flower, without your passing later through fog and stones, without the torch you lift in your hand that … Continue reading
Little Miracles From Small Wonders
SUNDAY I WITNESSED one of the most amazing things I’ve ever seen (and I’ve seen some amazing things). This truly blew my mind: A LITTLE GIRL, approximately 6 months old, was sitting on her father’s lap soaking in … Continue reading
Perhaps not to be is to be without your being, without your going, that cuts noon light like a blue flower, without your passing later through fog and stones, without the torch you lift in your hand that … Continue reading
Little Miracles From Small Wonders
SUNDAY I WITNESSED one of the most amazing things I’ve ever seen (and I’ve seen some amazing things). This truly blew my mind: A LITTLE GIRL, approximately 6 months old, was sitting on her father’s lap soaking in … Continue reading
SUNDAY I WITNESSED one of the most amazing things I’ve ever seen (and I’ve seen some amazing things). This truly blew my mind: A LITTLE GIRL, approximately 6 months old, was sitting on her father’s lap soaking in … Continue reading