Posts by: dawn
She Walks in SilenceThis was born out of a conversation with a friend regarding the proliferation of abused citizens here at SOI. We were discussing the strength it requires to…
My GirlsI don't usually use the term "girls" when referring to women my own age or older. I rarely even use it when referring to most females unless they actually…
And So It Goes...Three+ months away from the place I've always known as "home" has taught me a lot about myself and the ways that I interact with others. Sometimes,…
Culture Shock - The London JournalsThere is reason integration into a foreign society is termed "culture shock". I actually feel like the walking wounded whose recovery is slow and sometimes…
Sharing the RoadI drive a lot. I love to drive. Anyone who has read my posts on the cork, has had the occasion to read some of my roadtrip or…
MusingsWhen I left home, it was under 30 degrees Fahrenheit...we had a white Christmas. It had snowed all day long and well into the evening. By the time I reached…
More from the road...My travels always bring me inspirations to write about, whether it is the way a shadow falls across a valley or the simply driving methods of others…
Do not pick thorny bushes...There is something about acoustical compilations that get me. I was fortunate enough to pick up a copy of the Star Lounge CD that a radio…
Power - Hers and HisEverything comes down to this for me. The earth is my constant. She speaks to me. She allows me to see beauty and wonder and allows…
An UnderstandingHis voice touches me like a fine cognac: smooth and gracious. It washes over me in waves, leaving me slightly intoxicated. I am giddy when I hear his soft…
