It’s my logo picture, but what you can’t feel is the rich texture softness of the cover. The thick cushiness as the cover protects my instinct words. The satin smooth pages. How the pen glides while I write.
The colour is my colour of life. Life is green. The tree is both a dark mystery to explore and the embodiment of life. Our roots reach deep to centre us; support us. Our trunk grows strong as we experience life-learned lessons.
The branches are my personal stories. Only I know what they are…and were. Only they know what they will be beyond the next dream.