Excerpts... & short poems

Others love to put us into boxes. By doing so, they feel comfort knowing where we stand. But dare to be different. Be outside the box.

Yin & Yang. An exact balance of opposites, or an ever-moving scale to create harmony?

Trees are completely content being trees. May we all learn to be so gracious.

Who is the narrator of our lives? Who decides the story?

What makes a man?