Friday, September 7, 2018

Photography is the art of observation. It has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them. Elliott Erwitt I spend the morning in my manuscript crafting, if not sandcastles,  rudimentary structures that lay the foundation for them.   Maya let’s me know that it’s time

Sunday, September 2, 2018 – Loved

Define yourself radically as one beloved by God. This is the true self. Every other identity is illusion. Brennan Manning, Abba's Child: The Cry of the Heart for Intimate Belonging This is something I know deep—deeper than I know anything else—that I am loved, with a love I can’t even begin to comprehend the depths