Jayne is a writer. On her free time she likes to be with her family hiking outdoors and traveling. New England is her home and place of birth. When asked what she wants to teach the world she replied, "Don't stop searching. Too many times, in my old life, I put my search aside for more 'important matters.' I didn't realize the thing I was searching for held what was most important; my soul purpose." Jayne works daily improving her craft and at times can get down on herself, but her favorite morning mantra is "It's a new day." and that's what she strives to start with.
The wind plays the chimes our hearts play to our minds and our minds to the world we wish to see so squeeze your eyes tight and think of all the great things you wish to see so that we can come to a place where everyone is free to live their dreams of better days with health and a good challenge to face
I’m not sure where she was before she arrived or where she was headed But the cat knew the way She clung on like her life depended on it The big cat jumped so high, I could see galaxies. she saw em too but only for a brief second because she buried her face back into its fur She was up high, too high Anything up that high had to be so far from the ground if she looked, she’d lose her dinner and at least half her lunch
I do wonder if she made it? I wonder where a small girl with the strength she had to hang on would go? I knew for sure, I wanted strong girls like her down here to help me hang on
An echo of sense An ear sliced clean from a man’s head Both come best when you’re ready for it But who’s ever really ready for the sense they never knew existed or an ear without a head we could be talking about noses and absurdities but that’s not what I saw so here we are talking about ears and senses what do you think?