Up ahead lie my lake of ghosts and memories. “Papa,” I whispered into the lake’s breeze.
Author Archives: Stephanie Monka Springborn
Retracing my Pentagram.
And my foot stepped to the end of the point, my toe reached behind to swivel back…
Self-Judgment.
I saw from myself, after waves of the past and all of the new roads ahead, a smile windowed from my soul…
The 2022 Vacation
I looked to the horizon, with no shoreline in sight. The lake was big enough…
It’s a Story!
Wednesday, August 3, 2022, then 8/10! Where is your storybook life now, Steph? Two days after a prolonged, three day, super duper weekend away, came storms. Mother Nature brewed three waves of fronts, complete with winds, driving rain and lightning which flashed and streaked through the night time clouds. The last wave proved to beContinue reading “It’s a Story!”
Awaken the Story
In the midst of the troublesome world and a whole negative list of my own, at fifty-seven I am romanticizing my own corner of the world. As I awaken, I realize I have created a storybook life. Throughout all the ups and downs, here was my life.
The goal all along has been to grow creatively with passion, intellect and fun…
My Own Little Lesson of Flight
July 13, 2022 It’s a funny evolution really….not quite podcast yet, but…. Who knows? I might brave TikTok too! Enjoy! Stephanie
Answering Life.
I will stumble with this newly, deliberately placed quality in my fifty-seven year old life. And while nothing makes me tick more than questions, I have found the gift of one answered life question.
Begonias, Orchids, Geraniums
What a scary process is this “coming to terms!” I had never been in this state before, at least with some semblance of awareness and wisdom. (I pray, at least an ounce of wisdom and a pound of prayer).
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