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Fetteren min stuper fra hyttegavlen, men hvor lander han?

Letting go (have no fear)

Fear is the great crippler of our generation. Fear that the things that have been promised to us are not real, that the Promised Land is filled with giants too formidable to be slain afterall. There is, in this generation, a pattern of those we have trusted over-promising and under-delivering. Looking around we are convinced […]

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reflection

your flattery will never fill the vacuous hole that is my ego colossally futile your words lose their taste in rhythm with their sound do not misunderstand! without the reflection in your eyes i simply disappear your honeyed words the skeleton on which I drape this self if the power of your words is to […]

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31 folding my brother-in-laws faded khakis and boxer briefs kissing children not my own and picking up their toys it certainly isn’t what I expected there will be no midnight hurrah no glamour no glitz that era has ended so what if I can’t remember last years party at least I had good shoes pictures […]

the journey begins

every story has a beginning

I have not loved every moment of my journey. I don’t, in fact anticipate loving every moment of what is to come. But I do thank God for every step, every turn and every fall. I thank God for allowing each moment that brought me to this very one. There are certain things I know; […]

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