Humanity

  • The Wilderness

    Mmmm. The wilderness within. Let her rise above the soft waves of propriety. Let her unleash her greatest longings. Let her fall into the darkest of nights. Set her free, see her run beyond form, beyond care, beyond life. Let… Continue reading

  • Love

    It is a beautiful thing to know love. To feel it burning, aching, glowing; how I have known love is as small as an hour born of its grand, magnificent day. I have loved in many ways. Is there a… Continue reading

  • Yes, No, Life

    Am I a good and proper human. Yes. No. Life. Continue reading

  • I Believe

    I believe you can do that thing you think you can’t do. I believe. I do. I believe in you. Continue reading

  • Gypsy

    I see the world, and I know it has been named by those who came before me. Who have I become (or not become) because of what they have shown me? Voices claiming to guide are often sour to my… Continue reading

  • Just A Rose

    A rose is just a rose to those who choose not to know her. Continue reading

  • She

    I am the wind, and she is the earth that knows me. Continue reading

  • It’s Not Self Care. It’s Living. Beautifully.

    We tend to just do things, don’t we, without thinking too much of it. We go places, we see people. But do we really go places? Do we really see people? Most importantly, I suppose: do we do this life… Continue reading

  • Just Because

    And then she roared again. Just because. Continue reading

  • All I Know

    All I know is my heart. All I know is when it stretches and when it breaks, the same words return and return and return: I love you, anyway. Continue reading