An artistic mystic from Santa Fe, New Mexico chronicling introspective adventures of the human spirit. Taking leaps, exploring depths, and open to learning along the way.
An Owl to the Face
OOOUUUFFF. I exhale with a force to distract the train of my thoughts, now running wild. Here I am trying to wind down from the day’s work. Sitting on the porch is usually an easy way to unwind, but not today with an emptiness in my heart. Something is missing. My inner yearning draws my thoughts towards music, as it often does. I just want to mess around with my guitar, but my inner angst doesn’t allow me the courtesy.