Joanie Eisinger

We have the supple red rose, soft and glowing. We also have the burnished, hard rose that is stiff. I liken these roses to one’s heart – the...

An image of Avalanche Lake inspires this Blog piece. Breathtaking. Magnificent with grace. One’s mind and heart might be moved at first sight...

Birds speak to me. They move my soul to write. Hence, this penned piece. I spied a blue jay and stopped my car to take a picture. It was...

…when the egg rolls off the counter and the oven mitt catches it. This is NOT a fabricated picture. Someone sent this to me as proof of a...

I have gratitude for the people, places, and things, both seen and unseen, that have supported me on my soul’s journey. Their assistance was...