"Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the action stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living." ~Anais Nin
Art and stories coexist in my heart, I hear them before I can even start. What is this muse? Where can I be if I am seeing this light around me?"
See the beauty, love the light you find, in others, in your self, in a creation, in a flower. Peace, peace, and faerytales is this breath. The comingling comforts me somewhere inside my breast. All seems joy, all seems light, I have peace and joy tonight.