In my heart I travel and explore the old along side the new . The wealth of it all is astounding .
The raucous eruptions of laughter that come back to life and the timid moments of tears
being shed that remind us of our own tenderness . I travel to and through these places in the
heart . They allow me to soar and then ….to sleep . They invite examination and then release
me to just be ….in the moment you see. The heart tells it’s own time and can’t be forced . It’s
comfort is never ending just when you think it’s not .