Threads

Close your eyes and picture yourself on your normal day, whether it be at school, on campus, at the store, or so on. (Now open them because you do need to read!). Now imagine thousands of fine threads, connecting you and the people around you, linked to various books...

Always Here

    Sunday: I arrived back in Kona. Monday: I realized how many people are here.  Tuesday (today): I realized how many people aren’t here.   When I say “people” I mean friends, acquaintances, people whom I love and all of that.    This morning I...

Embers

When you spend time in front of a fire for longer than half an hour, metaphors run rampant just like sparks fly up after you’ve poked it. Words do that in my mind, at least. Burning embers were no longer burning embers– all of a sudden, they were twinkling...

To Be Known

  Flicking through my journal pages, and Evernote entries, this quote from this morning won out. And it’s not mine.      “I love you, Kayla. I love your humility that you say you love me but don’t quite know me! Of course you know me! Or else you...