Suzanne C. Bailey

I feel like this goes without saying, and yet, it needs to be said.   Words have power.    That tiny instrument that is your […]

You cannot buy time…or manufacture it…or capture it in a bottle. Neither can you borrow it or steal it, but you can make the most […]

  He knew the coming seasons, the serene, unchanging blue, He clung to that forever, with a hope that no one knew. Others said the […]

  Sometimes we discover in speaking, other times the sweetness is learned in the discovering as we pace in silence. There is brightness and there […]

  They say the first shall be the last and the last shall be first. Why then is everyone fighting to get to the front […]

  There are the tiniest considerations that come with life. Most of us curl up wanting to make ourselves comfortable, drowsed by the incantation of […]

  C.S. Lewis said, “He does not despise real woods because he has read of enchanted woods; the reading makes all real woods a little […]

  These are the words many of us contend with—suffer with. It perplexes me still, the force of darkness, the compulsion of it to draw us […]

  No other sense can draw you in or herald the warning sound like silence. Why then do we tremble in the quiet when we […]

  We have lost the art of conversation, of civility, of discussion and vigorous debate. Why? Because we can all hide behind a keyboard. It […]