Passion is creativity on fire.

I love Fairy Tales that depict the dance of light and dark. For in the dark there is a flicker of brightness, of Wisdom and of Hope.

Fairy tales are a kind of life coaching; they show us the obstacles we face, give us wands and potions and magick spells, wicked witches, animal familiars, castles, godmothers, giants, woods with fairy queens, and elves. But we know, deep down, in the Land before Words, fairytales give us courage; we know this magic – we were given it at birth.

What is a book if it does not stir the emotions, whisper its magic to the heart?

Her grandmother had told her that Moonwishes were magic.

Poems are the music of our childhoods.

What’s in a fairytale? Shadows and light, good and true, vile and ugly, frightening and comforting, heroes and heroines who know that belief in their own magic spurs them on. It is their own faith and courage as they reach for an unwritten Destiny that grants their deepest hopes and makes dreams, as if by magic, come true.

Stella knew that no matter how far a person traveled, there would always be places that held undiscovered treasure; the secrets of people and their hearts.

Our eyes met. I kissed her soft face, and down the stairs they descended. Their voices blended into an echo, a murmur. I ventured barefoot into the bedroom. The dark gown lay crumpled upon the bed.

The light of the Moon reminds us that when we share the light of others, we shine in our own unique way.