Kindness

  • Under My Skin

    Speak to me of your sorrow and I will wrap you in a tender tale of my own. How beautiful it will be to feel your soul under my skin. How beautiful it will be to pick up the broken… Continue reading

  • Give The Love Hearts

    What others do with the love hearts you give is up to them. What you do with the love hearts you have is up to you. Give the love hearts. Allow someone the chance to figure out what to do… Continue reading

  • Holding Space

    We ate. We laughed. We drank wine. And then we sat under the moon and talked about life and love, about nature and the universe and how it all feels so magical and huge, sometimes. We talked about everything there… Continue reading

  • Everything Will Be Okay

      Everything will be okay.     Everything will be okay.     Everything will be okay.   Photo 1 credit: Photo by Snapwire on Pexels.com   Photo 2 credit: Photo by Troy Guo on Pexels.com   Photo 3 credit:… Continue reading

  • Compassion

    My eyes see differently. I’m going into this deep (possibly triggering and controversial) space, because last night I read an article about narcissistic disorder and how completely awful and horrible and unacceptable narcissists are. As I wound up the article… Continue reading

  • How I Love You

    All the gentle, beautiful people. How I love you. And how this world needs you, so. Continue reading

  • The Girl in The Frame on the Wall

    There she is— the girl in the frame on the wall. A picture of a girl; the softest smile full of mischief and grace. Love and kindness. Hope and fear. Joy. Sadness. Dreams. All of life rolled into a girl…… Continue reading

  • Speak Your Truth

    Speak your truth. It’s really quite simple when you think about it, isn’t it? So why, then, do we—us human folk—have so many issues following through? I don’t want you, for a moment, to think that this wisdom I’m about… Continue reading

  • The Value of Kindness

    It was all I had ever wanted. A horse. Majestic and lovely, the only dream my little girl heart desired. Every week the library door would slide open and out we’d whistle, me and Mum, our bags heavy with books… Continue reading

    The Value of Kindness