The Milieu of a beautiful Life

Spun yarn

I met her, face to face. It confused me, to see her. Like that. Of course I always assumed she would be a man. Horrid and ugly and...

my mother hated brushing my hair I would wiggle and twist trying to escape the heavy strokes on my head my curls twirled and knotted up...

I couldn't remember her name. I looked at her, the stranger she was. Her eyes pierced right through me. She held her head up high, never...

She stepped into the office. He was sitting behind the bargain plywood desk, his massive chest taking up the entire king size office...

I gently took her hand and placed it in mine. Palm up. I traced the lines inside her hand, slowly, barely touching one third of her hand....

He ran into her seemingly by chance. How many stories have you heard about how randomly couples ended up back in the day. Nowadays, it...

I could tell you the truth between you and I but I'm afraid it's not quite as simple as that look into my eyes tell me what you find.. as...

When I ascribe labels to myself, is it because I want others to see me that way or am I simply limiting my own experience? Is it because...

Listen to Gratitude by Heike Kelley #np on #SoundCloud https://soundcloud.com/heike-kelley/gratitude

when you have finally grown enough to recognize it for what it is and you can look the trap of your mind eye to eye without backing down...