HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZAKARY RYAN

“Love never ends, it only changes the way it reaches us.”

The last sunrise of October always spreads a quiet brilliance across the lake.
It feels like breath itself, slow, full, deliberate, I just know the whole world is pausing to remember a soul who once walked it in laughter and light.

Today marks the day he entered this life, the day everything shifted and began.
The air carries him, the sun reflects him, the pulse of water repeats his rhythm.

He came curious, asking more of love, of people, of the world.
He lived in discovery: fearless, tender and creatively honest.
He touched chaos and turned it into courage.
He touched pain and turned it into purpose.
He touched hearts and turned them toward life.

Five years of Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia did not take his fire.
It refined it.
He showed how strength is not defiance but devotion,
to truth, to kindness, to the beauty of simply being alive.

Even after his body released him, he stayed in every shimmer of connection.
He taught me how to listen beyond sound, how to meet in the invisible.
He taught me that creation is the place where perception softens itself
and that is where we meet now, beyond the edge of words,
where love becomes design and presence becomes light.

When tears come, they are not endings, they are gateways.
Each one opens to the reminder: He is always here.
He is not missing, he has only moved into the space between breaths.

So please, lets pause together for my son “Zakary Ryan”
a breath in, a breath out
and offer a thought, a smile, a whisper of gratitude
for a life that continues to teach how beautiful it is to live both here and beyond.

Within the next few breathes breathe in love and out forgiveness, surrender yourself to more and allow grace to be your guide.

To all of you that have written in the last few days and have not heard any response, it is because I take this as a sacred pause for me and for Zak, I have been cleansing for 7 weeks now for this time, to renew, rejuvenate and enter his birthday with a celebration of presence and peace and extra space for our souls to speak.

I will be back to answer every one of you personally very soon. Thank you for supporting my writing and me during this fabulous month of so many wonderful inspirations and November will open a new series, I hope you to see you all there.

To my boy who became a man and taught me how to show up with tears and with laughter, all at once. I am forever grateful everyday for the spaces and places you showed me you would be and how to find you with more than my eyes and ears. You just knew!

-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow begins November, the month of carrying his light forward, where every new dawn becomes another way to say thank you. I LOVE YOU FOREVER and INFINITELY!

Both Can Be True


“Joy and sorrow are different verses of the same song.”

Light can touch a tear,
and neither need to hide,
love can hold the ache,
and still feel whole inside.

The heart learns gentle balance,
between the loss and bloom,
both can live together,
and share the same room.

-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow, October will come to a close with a very special surprise, leaving nothing unsaid and everything to ponder.

The Art of Allowing


“Acceptance is not surrender, it is trust in the wisdom of what is.”

Autumn continued its slow undoing. Leaves fell without hesitation, trusting the ground to receive them. In that surrender was grace, not defeat.

Allowing does not erase the ache; it honors it. It gives emotion space to breathe, to teach, to transform. Happiness and sorrow can share the same hour, they are not untrusting of the other, but companions in growth.

The path forward wasn’t about control but openness, a willingness to meet life where it is and keep walking.

-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow, the path will curve again, leading somewhere familiar yet newly seen.

Blueprints of Light


“Every realization is a structure made of light and listening.”

Lines unseen yet certain,
drawn softly through the air,
patterns bloom from silence,
and truth is written there.

No wall, no roof, no border,
just space that learns to see,
that love designs the framework,
of what we’re meant to be.

-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow, the structure will breathe, becoming motion instead of form.

Conversation within


“Creation begins where perception softens.”

In the quiet hours, dialogue unfolded not in words but impressions, thought meeting feeling, intuition sketching form. The conversation did not instruct; it invited. Every question was a doorway, every pause a room filled with possibility.

What is built through awareness does not need blueprints. It asks only for presence, for the courage to see the unseen and allow it to shape what comes next.

The cove mirrored this exchange, still on the surface, alive beneath, a constant conversation between reflection and motion.

-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow, the dialogue will turn inward, where perception meets emotion and becomes knowing.

Between Breaths

“The pause between waves is where understanding begins.”

Between breaths the world resets,
the heart unclasps its fist,
pain and peace together dwell,
and neither can resist.

Each feeling folds into the next,
no moment stands apart,
love and ache share equal ground,
inside an open heart.

-Kerri-Elizabeth-
By tomorrow, the pause will expand, inviting what has waited to be seen.


Where the Waves Begin Again


 “Healing is not the end of pain; it is learning to breathe inside its rhythm.”

The lake was restless today. Each wave folded into another, never quite finished, never entirely new. The wind carried a softness that hinted at winter yet held autumn’s warmth like a secret.

This was the way of change, never abrupt, always layered. Emotion moved the same way, retreating, returning, reshaping what it touched. To walk with it required neither control or avoidance, only the willingness to listen.

Truth never shouts from the surface; it moves quietly beneath, guiding everything toward balance.

-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow, the water will still, and in its calm another reflection will rise.

The Ripple of Truth


 “Truth moves gently like the ripples on the water”

A single stone of knowing,
dropped quiet into grace,
sends circles out to places
that time cannot erase.

No wave against another,
no clash of wrong or right,
just water meeting water,
and opening to light.

-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow, the ripples will settle and in their calm, a new reflection will appear.

Reflections of the clouds


 

“What we see in still water depends on how willing we are to be still ourselves.”

The lake mirrored the clouds as they broke apart, white, gray, and threads of gold. Each reflection looked both true and altered, like truth itself showing different sides depending on the angle of heart and light.

Stillness revealed more than movement ever could. Beneath its surface, something continued to work quietly. The waiting wasnt over, but the fear of waiting softened. The waiting became an understanding, where fear disapeared.

-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Tomorrow, the reflection will ripple, showing how motion and peace can live in the same space.

Leaves of Becoming


 “Falling is not failure, it is a trust in the land.”

Leaves drift through open air,
no fear in letting go,
they trust the wind to guide them
to places they don’t know.

And maybe every ending
is simply a returning,
to rest within the change,
and shine in the revelation.

-Kerri-Elizabeth-
By tomorrow, the wind will quiet, and something long awaited will begin to form.