Tag: sarah hale folger
Freedom comes when the search is over… Its been such a long time So caught up was I in seeking the feeling of home It’s been a labryinth trying to get to you Across the universe inside my head Ruminating, contemplations that led nowhere Was all the trouble worth it The mental dissection of potential outcomes Scenarios without tangibles Imaginations, dreams and nightmares The … Read More Setting Sail!
For all the times I felt the pain To love is a mysterious thing Love comes in so many forms As a child your want of love It blinds you to anything else Do you see me, do you hear me That’s the stumbling in the dark From child to teen, to adult As we age, as we develop We grow to understand the … Read More Harness The Heart Break
Like an egg in a shell My heart has been sealed away It’s so much safer in there But when its time to grow the egg must be cracked There is a time for everything For some the time never comes It takes great courage to look deep inside It’s so much easier to avoid To drink from the waters that blind Soothing is … Read More You’ve got to carry that weight
Remember your first day on the playground, how you felt when you met your first best friend? Two completely different souls from different backgrounds discover each other in the chaos, confusion and uncertainty of childhood, away from home and all that is understood. Two friends meet eyes and they just know they get each other. This is how the visual and performing arts interact every … Read More Get Back to Your Inner Child
I awaken with a start, hearing a sound deep in my mind It is the sound of horses pounding the ground while running I am flying above them and I swoop down and soar beside them Their nostrils flaring, and their breathing is forced and loud I lift up into the sky and veer to the left and rise up high I reach a … Read More Mountaintop Experience
So the wind is shifting and I know it I can’t deny the inevitable The time is coming and I can feel the blows of the storm coming How much can any of us prepare for it I know it’s going to hit and hit hard It will devastate me It will bring an end to an era I will reflect and go on … Read More Change is coming
Here I am again, I’ve been traveling down this road for so long now, and once again another fork in the road. What is this life other than a labyrinth that we must travel, at the end of which we leave this world. I stand still in the middle of a quiet road and simply observe the roads that split off and wonder where … Read More The fork in the road.
If your soul has been uncovered from the years of clutter and darkness, And your eyes are squinting as you walk out of the attic and out on the roof, For the light as it shines so brightly in an unpolluted sky awakens your heart, Then just take your time and sit on the roof and absorb the light. It can be overwhelming and … Read More Here comes the Sun!
If you happen to wake up and realize that your shell is cracking and little shoots are growing out of the cracks, then just Be, and bloom where you are planted. Unless a seed falls to the ground and dies, it cannot bear fruit. Be fruitful and multiply, It’s your birthright. Wherever you started is immaterial, but where you want to go is all … Read More Bloom where you are planted.
The time has really come for me to talk about my muse and friend the owl. Which owl would that be? All owls inspire me and infuse me with an energy that empowers me just by being in their presence, but the one that stands out the most is the great horned owl. If you have been a reader of my blogs, you know … Read More My Muse and friend the Owl
About a month or so ago I was struggling with something and I felt the weight of it deep within my soul. When I woke up I decided to just paint and see what came out of me. As I began with charcoal I just covered the canvas with black and rubbed my hands through it and sprayed water on it until I felt … Read More Girl on a path.
Here is a poem I have kept for years to remind me of what I strive for. “I will not die an unlived life. I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire. I choose to inhabit my days, to allow my living to open me, to make me less afraid, more accessible, to loosen my heart until it becomes a wing, a … Read More “I will not an die an unlived life.”