Stephanie Roberts:
One small bird
Stephanie Roberts:
In the presence of grace
Stephanie Roberts:
Bravery, grace, patience
Stephanie Roberts:
Linger
Stephanie Roberts:
What are you so afraid of?
Stephanie Roberts:
Night
Stephanie Roberts:
It is too dear, with its hopes and invitations, to waste a minute on yesterdays. -Ralph Waldo Emerson
Stephanie Roberts:
Emergency Meditation
Stephanie Roberts:
We three
Stephanie Roberts:
Writing his story
Stephanie Roberts:
The world will never ever be the same
Stephanie Roberts:
By all means, go
Stephanie Roberts:
Take thy rubies, pearls, and diamonds forth, and make thyself a constellation of them all -John Donne
Stephanie Roberts:
At that moment when the world had melted away... (Hesse, Siddhartha)
Stephanie Roberts:
Secret spaces
Stephanie Roberts:
A void in the pretense
Stephanie Roberts:
A quiet rebellion
Stephanie Roberts:
Still
Stephanie Roberts:
'One of life's quiet excitements is to stand somewhat apart from yourself and watch yourself softly becoming the author of something beautiful even if it is only a floating ash.' - Norman Maclean, A River Runs Through It
Stephanie Roberts:
Stillness
Stephanie Roberts:
In winter
Stephanie Roberts:
The silent draw
Stephanie Roberts:
What I carry
Stephanie Roberts:
Create
Stephanie Roberts:
Glow
Stephanie Roberts:
Like sunshine
Stephanie Roberts:
The extraordinary significance of color
Stephanie Roberts:
Down in my dreams
Stephanie Roberts:
Flight
