Sacred Spaces

To Be Human

To Be Human

The hand of the artist dips the paintbrush in and out of paint with patience and ease.

Raindrops

Raindrops

The water droplets are as ephemeral as one's glance towards them.

This is Home

This is Home

A cup of something deliciously warm to my side, I wrap my toes under the blanket as I listen to the soundtrack of the world happening outside my window.

His Work of Art

His Work of Art

The wings of the butterfly flutter by, landing every so often to pause and allow those around to wonder at its beauty.

Welcoming the Storm

Welcoming the Storm

The rush of lightning is fierce and strong, cracking into the surface of the forest and burning up the sky with light amid darkness.

Summer Evenings

Summer Evenings

There is something in the uniqueness and stillness of a sunset that moves my heart.  

Hushing the Earth

Hushing the Earth

I stand under nature’s arches as the snow lightens and heightens these interlacing branches, intricate and seemingly infinite ...

Infinite Promises

Infinite Promises

Flipping through the pages of the Word read by so many before me, I am united with those from centuries, ages apart. 

Lighting The Way

Lighting The Way

The lighthouse likely used to light the way for boats seeking refuge.