every place, every moment possesses a corner.
a small area looking out on the massiveness surrounding you. or a pause before turning one direction or another. a choice, perhaps. familiarity inside of mystery.
all hold a corner.
i adore corners. they are a sanctuary. a little respite for my spirit. a perfect view of our not-so-perfect world.
have you ever sat in a corner somewhere, taking in the passersby? or maybe you've found yourself at a corner -- a crossroads -- awaiting direction by your heart's compass? then you know what i mean.
in these places, there is much to witness. much in which to partake. much to learn. much to offer.
thus begins my scribbles from the corner...
