Quotes from B.G. Bowers, Death and Life

My hand-stitched wings itchto take flightto test the winds of changethat inevitably blow at the end of a cycle.

In the end, it was the secrets that held me hostage and fuelled my depression, but, once released, emancipation - from fear, shame, guilt and judgement - was finally possible.

There are those whose love awakens our own and those whose love undermines. As long as we are blind to this fact, true love will elude us.

Death descended like a theatrical storm over the Drakensberg Mountains, stranding me while it ran its course.

Sometimes you have to cross the boundaries of Death in order to discover the meaning of Life.