Life Between the Fragments of Dreams - The Remembering Door and Donna Darkwolf

“Capri Lemon Garden Serenade for Donna” by Dolce Vita.

Inside Donna Darkwolf's mind.

The mind forgets easily
The heart not so much

We are stitched together from moments we barely remember
And the ones we can't bear to forget

Every step forward costs a piece of us
We pretend we don't feel it
But we do

This world -
Built from broken promises
Patched with fading dreams

It never holds
The more you chase it
The more it falls apart in your hands

And yet
Even as the world twists itself into noise and promises
There is still a door
A choice no one can make for you

Step forward or stay behind
Hold on -
Or let yourself disappear

The mind forgets
The heart remembers
And somewhere between the two
Is you

Choose
- Even now -

An Autobiography is a Collection of Memories - lets see how this works out

“Like the fragments of dreams - No sooner perceived, than lost. Caught in Memory, but unrememberable. For ever on the edge of reality.”

Donna at the Cape Talk Radio studio taking a break - just having completed a radio panel discussion about Wicca life philosophy and Paganism.
She liked the picture - and wanted me to “do some magic with it”  to use in her auto-biography.
She loved the sea - and I thought that her running on the beach as a “memory”, would do the trick.
It does.

Donna Darkwolf and The Sea and The Mountain

In the morning before her interview, Donna and I had gone to the beach for breakfast.
She wanted some pics of her in the sea for a chapter in her auto-biography.
Any thing for Donna Mia>

NEXT: All My Tomorrows with Donna Darkwolf