Beauty of Your Thoughts

If I could think in the beauty of your thoughts, my pain would have a voice. It would call through the woods, whisper over the backs of ravens, push the crunchy Fall leaves into the ground and shoot to the center of the earth where all pain and love sit. It would be at home.

How Much Insurance is Enough?

Nothing is enough to insure against your greatest fears. "Enough" is useless, it bounces back false and one-dimensional. Insurance says money can compensate for Death, Disaster, Loss of Dignity. A guarantee of monetary consolation for your deepest losses