It Is When We Return That We Come to See Our Change

I. The air feels lighter. The movement of its breeze flows through as if creating life anew. That is the gift and way of each moment. We are changed. We become different. We breathe-in that which has always been yet was never before. This is the paradox of life. Its mystery revealed only when we wake inside the unknown and give in to that which … Continue reading It Is When We Return That We Come to See Our Change

An Ode to San Miguel de Allende

I woke this morning at five-thirty, tossing and turning a bit before reaching for my phone and perusing Instagram. It’s dark out here in San Miguel, though amber lights can be seen in the distance, twinkling against the black backdrop of the early morning sky. It’s quiet, yet sound breaks through as though sneaking around, tiptoeing through the dark. There’s the faint bark of a … Continue reading An Ode to San Miguel de Allende