(Ma Belle) Boitsfort to Boston

I woke up at 4am this morning. It was dark in our home in Boitsfort. I took a shower, got dressed, tucked a card beneath my husband’s pillow, drawing it back just enough so he would hopefully notice it peeking out. While I was in the shower, my dear husband had gotten up to make... Continue Reading →


I think; therefore, they are

Periodically, I write a post and then decide to save it as a draft. This is often when I write something in anger and/or frustration and then decide to shelve the energy instead of sending it out into the virtual ethos. I wrote one such post today, titled The Power of Shenpa, which I may... Continue Reading →


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