An Act of Love
An Act of Love. There are many, too many, people I know right now who are trying to navigate unhealthy…
Author: T.M. Spring
Photography and storytelling is how I have found healing.
There is a legacy of addiction in my family that was like an ever present vapor threatening to strangle me.
I lost myself in an abusive and violent relationship.
And one day cancer gutted my chest, took me to the brink of existence, and awakened me with a spiritual experience that guides me to courage and connection.
When I was lost, confused, alone, and terrified, having a camera in my hands gave me a reason to stop, breathe, look around, and find a moment of beauty. Writing gives me a way to understand the world and share that with others.
I am grateful for my life today where I find healing in nature. These stories and images are my life experiences and expressions of love. We are all, at our core, love and light.
Step 8
Step 8 I am a motherless child Mothering fatherless daughters; the gaps in familial love open like the prairie before…
Hidden Scars Made Visible
Eight years ago today I was told about my cancer diagnosis. I still clearly remember the conference room where I…
How Do You Pray?
How do you pray? I pray with my feet, Moving through the world one step at a time on the…
Intercession
I cannot stop the ringing in my right ear. A low decibel tinny hum, like a chanting bowl far off…
Take Me
Take me. Take me to the trees leave me in their sun dappled shade dancing upon needle beds embracing grounded…
Begin Again
It took me ten years, six months, and seven days to divorce the man I married at age thirty and…
CV19: Library Love
I just want to sit in the library with a cup of tea and read with others who love books…
Not a Drill
The Calwood wildfire raged at 8,000 feet elevation near Jamestown, Colorado on Oct. 17, 2020. More than eight thousand acres…
Get Out of the Matrix
Do you ever joke around that we’re in the matrix of technology and AI (artificial intelligence/ algorithms) that is manipulating…
Grief
How do you grieve today? In silence A small box in a corner hidden from visitors Weighted and Looming heavy…
CV19: A Mask
I’ve found an unintended upside to wearing a mask in public. I do not feel compelled or pressured to smile.…
Rise
Who walks beside you as darkness falls, clouds breathing in the last light, silhouettes of the day pressed against the…
A Day Complete
Without a structured plan, all that needs to be done in a day gets done. I’m learning to untangle from…
Support Local Artists
This is 100% a sales pitch for my art and for all artists. Since mid-March our galleries have been closed,…
Life After Death
This week I enjoyed a being the guest speaker on a motivational podcast where the host invited me to talk…
Violated
Violated Too pretty they’ll want to steal your beauty. Ugly enough they think they’re doing you a…
CV19: The Good Life
We humans are social animals. We are built to commune and create. So an encroaching sense of discomfort arises and settles…
CV19: Dismantling
One of my favorite movies that confronts and explores fear, including fear of and vilifying others, is Monsters, Inc., an…
Lovecycle
Say Love and act it, Act love and give it, Give love and receive it, Receive love and feel it,…
Weren’t We Beautiful
Weren’t we beautiful when we ran with abandon down the dirt paths to the creek and climbed trees and moved…
CV19: The Yelling Man
We walked the aisles in our masks, breathing warm air that fogs our glasses. No contact, swerving deference to all…
One
I sit in the day’rise quiet birdsong sun warming skin, breeze tickling hair hands at heart speaking with source energy…
CV19: The Way
The only way out is through The only way out is through. I feel like I could walk until we…
CV19: Braless
We might be stuck inside, but I feel so free because it is the perfect time to go braless! Not…