Inner Peace

  • Human Unplugged

    It’s never an even road. Life. To lose yourself in great chunks of confusion. To take to the floor, to scrape at the earth for answers. I am love, this I know. I am peace, this I know. But I… Continue reading

  • Sun and Moon, Unconditionally

    ‘Sun?’ ‘Yes, Moon?’ ‘Why are the humans always so angry, do you think?’ ‘Because Moon, they haven’t realised that, like us, they have the ability to shine.’ ‘They do? So why don’t more of them shine, then? If they can,… Continue reading

  • The Sun

    She shines quietly for peace as the rain falls all around. She watches the storms rage and knows her role is still to be as she was born to be. The sun. Always the sun, no matter the dark clouds;… Continue reading

  • War

    I ache for it all. It is a war. It is a world wide war announcing the differing languages of intolerance. Continue reading

  • The Wind Of Change

    When the wind swings the fallen leaves so naturally to the ground, I ask her, why now? And she whispers: because it is time. *** My beautiful bloggy friends, My empath-ness goes all the way around at tough times like… Continue reading

  • The Story Of Yesterday

    What does the world look like smell like, taste like feel like when the story of yesterday is gone, and the book of life is suddenly empty. Continue reading

  • Darling Day 30. War

    Dear sweet love, give me a word. Whisper me back when I drift into the clouds above the sorrow. For the days are long, and the world is at war without seeing or knowing it. But I see. I know.… Continue reading

  • Darling Day 25. Bliss

    This bliss, this quiet breath that holds me as I spin into the fabric of all things. This heart, this hand that reaches for the sun and pulls in close the shining pieces of a brand new darling day. Continue reading

  • Darling Day 23. Misfits

    In the garden of secrets they lay, arm in arm; this darling band of misfits, this chain of soul dwelling children, who know only gasps of freedom beside the shallow breaths of humanity’s ball and chain. Continue reading

  • Darling Day 22. Eternity

    Darling is how I feel eternity, soft in its gentle, drifting wind. Their unspoken words ask me how I know them so well— how I can feel the softness of them— and I don’t know what to tell them, but… Continue reading