Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor

I have seen wide eyes that mirrored my soul. Daring heights with wonder still nestled in my soul. They say hope is a thing you never do alone, even if you die alone. Find it all the way down in yourself, where it can never be judged like children, who tell stories, all on their own. I did and today, the dreams I keep dreaming are dreaming all on their own, reminding me to keep leaning, not on my own

Jason Shinder may no longer be with us but I am mesmerized by his will to live and these words from his poem ‘Hope’ is my muse for today. Find your reason for being, even if it leads you to tell your own story, your way…