Healing

  • Healing Pieces

    They were tears like rain. The sort of rain that brings your soul to life as you feel it hard and cold on your skin. Refreshing. Beautiful and nourishing, were those plentiful tears of mine. I was meditating. It was… Continue reading

  • Escaping

    I never did stop escaping. A sensitive little girl, a face and a voice unkind: I escaped. I never did stop escaping. * I am safe and loved in this place in the sky. I am safe. And I am… Continue reading

  • Brave Face

    I walk the streets listening to music that makes me cry. I suppose I will do this until I have made peace with my past and become all that I am in this moment forever onwards, but for now, this… Continue reading

  • Healing Again

    Some more memories came up for healing, today. It is the most fascinating process, it truly is. Especially considering the memories, as they come up, are attached to a physical feeling within my body and a recognition of the vibration… Continue reading