by Deb Farris | Dec 22, 2016 | Musings
I can barely perceive the thread of light–the Fisherman’s line cast down into the depths of thought. No hook is needed, only a tiny opening, a single thought, and with its sharp penetration the shadows vanish. The invisible line becomes a Lightbeam, doubt...
by Deb Farris | Nov 25, 2016 | Musings
In the chill of the air I pull my shoulders up and duck my chin under the thickness of the scarf wrapped around my neck. I notice a silver hair–it’s my mother’s scarf. I also notice my sight has retreated into my thoughts and instead of enjoying...
by Deb Farris | Oct 22, 2016 | Musings
I told Todd this morning that I was going to turn my phone off today, and he said, “When? 11:59 pm?” I forgot to take my phone to work yesterday and felt free. If it’s true that digital distractions are deafening our ears, darkening our spirits,...
