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(Photo provided by Kathleen Greene) Peaceful Blue I love moments like this. The time of day when the sun is high in the sky and breaks through the trees long enough to warm my bones.   It calms me.   I love watching the way the leaves change color against its rays. The wind moves the branches making the light dance on the ground around me. The blue sky is like a sea extending from east to west, completely engulfing the world like a cornflower goddess. The world goes about its paces. Children romp about, running after their toys, playing childhood games. Yet all the while, I bask in the beauty of the slivers of light filtering through the branches above. Not all days are as grand as this one. Sometimes the clouds hang close, their heavy dampness bringing along the sodden rains that dampen the ground and leave the park barren of life. Save for the silent growing of the roots and squirming of the worms beneath the soil. It is then that the residents of...

(I do not own the rights to this picture nor am I profiting any way from its use) “I am terrified by this dark thing That sleeps in me; All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.” ― Sylvia Plath , Ariel The Abyss It is cold here. Though they try, no one is prepared to rescue you from the recesses of your own mind. Trapped in an abyss of blackness, the sadness encroaches on your brain like a heavy fog. Your body is present, but your soul detached, confused, alone. Boxed into a corner in your own head, you judge yourself condemning your innermost thoughts. When the sadness takes you under, there is no release. You just have to ride the undertow and hope it lets you surface for air before you drown. A lifetime of building others up, so they never are burdened with the same weight you carry. Fiercely you defend those you love, suffering the consequences of your own actions, because the repercussions matter not when in support of someon...