WildInWoods:
First steps of the child of Earth
WildInWoods:
I'm but a reflection of upper-me
WildInWoods:
My home.
WildInWoods:
Contemplating time
WildInWoods:
Mouth's cradle
WildInWoods:
Optical illusions
WildInWoods:
Needles & sparkles
WildInWoods:
It may be winter, but there's a sun in my head
WildInWoods:
She has to move to think
WildInWoods:
I'm in the house of mercy and my heart is a place of prayer
WildInWoods:
Pink dreams
WildInWoods:
Angelic voices
WildInWoods:
Liquid thoughts
WildInWoods:
Tribute to Mr. Monk
WildInWoods:
Enjoy the silence
WildInWoods:
Dark series II
WildInWoods:
"I have no special talents. I am only passionately curious."
WildInWoods:
At night make me one with the darkness, in the morning make me one with the light.
WildInWoods:
Child in time
WildInWoods:
Before the rain
WildInWoods:
Desperate housewife
WildInWoods:
When do we phone home?
WildInWoods:
Through the downcast lashes
WildInWoods:
“Worrying is using your imagination to create something you don’t want.” (Ester Hicks)
WildInWoods:
When heart travels
WildInWoods:
One day I will become a star-child: naked and ungirded, but with its eyes wide open.
WildInWoods:
Exurgency
WildInWoods:
If I had a heart
WildInWoods:
The sea of pagan dreams
