Barbara L. Chapman

They were mine once, in a dream …or was it in that other lifetime ?  The heart must know . That’s where I’ll go to seek my wings . The sense  of them wrapping around me gently  and protecting my soul soothes me into sweet release . It is a difficult sort of freedom not…

      Allowing oneself to be where the heart guides them  to be . Is that wisdom ?   One morning I awoke with discomfort  in my mind , heart and , what I refer to as , my Soul .   I argued  with myself about  taking  the next step . What would…