Humanity

  • Eternally

    This silence is the cloud I fall upon when I don’t know where to fly. How beautiful just to float. Here. Now. Eternally. Continue reading

  • This Quiet Storm

    I am me. Just me. Not who you think I am. Not who you wish I would be. Just who I am. This quiet storm. Me. Continue reading

  • Today

    I have found myself, today. Once again I am everything I am. I am the passionate stroke of theatre, and the softest touch of poetry. My colours are pastel: peach and mauve, whimsical tendrils and earthy wooden grain. I am… Continue reading

  • Still I Dream

    With these soft eyes, I turn to the angry mob and I speak. I tell them to leave me be. I tell them I want no part in the way they raise their swords and bring each other down. I… Continue reading

  • The Web

    It is beautiful, I think, to be a very small thread on the web of it all. Continue reading

  • One

    Here we are, world. Another day of co-creation. I do not own you. You do not own me. And yet we are one becoming many through each moment, each hour, each breath held or released in the face of it… Continue reading

  • Relative Darkness

    I’m sitting in the relative darkness and life is happening, all around. In the bedrooms, my children are sleeping. In the branches, possums are creeping across the night. There are bugs out the window by the thousands, spiders spinning elaborate… Continue reading

  • Sending A Cuddle

    Hello my beautiful bloggy friends 🙂 Technically I’m still on my bloggy break, but I’ve been feeling an urge to reach out to you all and send some invisible flying cuddles, just incase you need them. There is such thickness… Continue reading

  • Each Day

    May each day bring each heart a brand new shining sun. Continue reading

  • Asking Questions

    It is not the darkness of others I fear. It is my own crimson need to mould the world into a shape that cannot possibly exist, or remain. Perfection is rigid, solid, stiff. Life is the ever flowing river of… Continue reading