Hello! Thank you for embarking upon this adventure with me.
This is simply a space for me to share my passions and experiences with those who will listen.
Emily Dickinson was one of my late grandmother’s favorite poets. Grandma Betty was certainly an “old soul” and one of my favorite storytellers. From a young age, my siblings and I would beg her to regale us with her tales of mischief from her childhood.
Dickinson’s poem, “Hope is the Thing with Feathers,” inspired the title to my blog. I love the animation of hope she depicts. I find myself identifying with the first stanza in the poem especially in life’s circumstances as of late.
I relate to the imagery of the bird that “perches in the soul” because I feel most in tune with my heavenly father when I am admiring His creation. There is a certain freedom in observing a bird in flight, and in the painted skies offering a grand farewell to the setting sun.
The human experience is one of love and beauty and relationship, but also one of pain, loss, and disappointment. My intention for this space is to share my honest experiences through creative expression in the hopes that my musings might meet someone where they need to be met…
Even if it means humming the sweet and somber “tune without the words,” when all that can be offered is a sympathetic ear.
As a soul who has found herself caged inside a silent struggle, my desire is to reach someone traveling the same lonely road and offer a friend for the journey.
I’m so thankful that we don’t have to struggle alone. Aren’t you?
Join me as I journey toward hope.
"Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all..." Emily Dickinson