End Of The Line
The only journey one can’t see the end of is life. Don’t ever think you are the finishing line because…
Each As Our Own Museum
What would it be like if our lives were a museum we could visit? Each exhibit represents a moment in our lives, a memory frozen in time. We are the curators of our museum, carefully choosing what we want to display for the world to see. Like in a museum, I’m sure some exhibits would…
Stoic Saints
Saints in a row,
halos aglow…
Of Dreams
“A garden to walk in and immensity to dream in–what more could he ask? A few flowers at his feet and above him the stars.”
Sentries Along The Wall
Sentries Along The Wall
Eastern Mountain Sunrise
As the sun slowly rises above the horizon, painting the sky with pink, orange and yellow hues, it’s hard not to feel a sense of calm. The tranquillity of this moment is palpable, and it’s the perfect time for…