Author Archives: wbgayle

Dreams. Buried canvases manifesting latent symbols of deep feelings escaping stealthily from memories hidden, better left undisturbed. Tread carefully.  Unraveling such mysteries can open Pandora’s box.

The mountains rise up from mother earth’s womb enfolded in blankets of soft green foliage… the sight breathing life into those drawn into their majesty… treasures buried silently within peaks awash in rays of heavenly light.

There is a balance somewhere in between throwing all caution to the wind and never taking a risk for fear of exposing ourselves to being vulnerable. Taking the path of least resistance, though tempting, lessens us.

Gliding through life, just skimming the surface never picking up the rocks to look at what is hiding underneath is a shallow existence. So much richness settles in the crevices. Meaning is found in what you cannot glimpse.

Words slipping off the tongue, poison daggers so carelessly hurled in selfish disregard. Weapons of mass destruction causing as much physical pain as blades of steel penetrating flesh. The cost high for such wanton disrespect.

It is not often I have clarity and I have come to rely too heavily on it before making a decision to avoid failures. Take a leap of faith.  Expect mistakes. Greater clarity comes with forgiveness.

Old routines provide me with great comfort but little insight. New things can be scary. If my fear gets in the way I will miss opportunities to open myself to wonder and to see the world as God created it.

To succeed in today’s world, our children must be willing to experience their lives with wider eyes and a more open vision, one that is out of their heads and more from their hearts… …to step beyond, not follow, our … Continue reading →

Although apart, we are never alone. We are home no matter where we are. Our memories bind us in ways that can never be broken. Love is the strong fabric weaving us into a family. Together we are one.

We only celebrate one day a year the time of our birth. Yet each moment is the genesis of something new; our emergence from the past’s womb and discovery of the present. Give thanks each day for the joy of … Continue reading →