Humanity

  • Darling day 8: Milk and Honey Sunrise

    Today felt like a milk and honey sunrise. What is a milk and honey sunrise? I have no idea. But it felt an awful lot like darling to me. Continue reading

  • Darling Day 4. I Love You Anyway

    Darling is the choice to say My love, I love you anyway. Continue reading

  • Darling Day 1: Darling Is Life

    Darling is the grace of every whispered, ‘You’re beautiful.’ You melt my soul with those words. Every shimmer of my soul, you melt it. Darling are the minutes next to the moments that I sit alone and realise…I’m happy. Happy… Continue reading

  • Winter Is Coming

    We’re heading into winter in Australia, and I’m feeling the resistance rising already. I’ve come to dread winter for the internal obstacles it brings. Sunny days charge my batteries and fill my joy pots to a state of ‘just so’,… Continue reading

  • In-between

    I’ve just read a friend’s blog post. It’s broken me in half, completely stripped my soul bare. It was about that very raw and real human conundrum: that invisible place between here and there. That pristine place that almost exits,… Continue reading

  • A Better Day

    There’s a hurricane in your pain. It whirls around my body as I feel you; all the moments that sliced you open and exposed the parts of your soul you’ve tried so hard to forget. I see you, and I… Continue reading

  • How To Achieve Peace

    I tend to think that the root of all war starts with the individual. More specifically, the constant fights (and wholehearted agreements) we have—umm, with ourselves— about how good or bad, or right or wrong we are in relation to… Continue reading

  • Connected

    I felt connected to myself today, somehow more grounded than I’ve felt for a long while. It was a surprising— and much longed for—shift in energy, I have to say. It reminded me of the early days of this blog,… Continue reading

  • The Ache Of Ever After

    When the sun joins hands with the silver white mountain tops, she will remember him. And an ache will drift slowly across the heart left between them. An ache of ever after’s ‘what if.’ An ache always to linger on. Continue reading

  • What If

    What if this moment spun into a million sparks of you and me. Wrapped around each other’s bodies and breath, folded into the heady fabric of now. What if this bliss already exists because you are in me, and I… Continue reading