While in the in between, all the message gets blurred save for the darkest of them. So I keep silent because I know how easy it is to land in shadows.

I’m craving for that other side when clarity comes at last. I still believe in the best of things…mustard seed in hand.

So I lean into the love of things.

My mind can’t settle for less this time.



Rob Beaudreault

Some people called me a blogger once. Now, I’m just tucking away some words for myself and you. Here to shine a bit of light on this present darkness.