Life

  • The Story Of Us

    Have you noticed how life leaves clues along the way? At the time the clues are dropped, we often miss them (or at least, I do) but looking back, it’s so clear why this thing, that thing, or the other… 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

  • Shifting Seas

    Follow my blog with Bloglovin My beautiful bloggy friends, I’m moving things around a little bit in my world, as most of you are already painfully aware. I am both sorry that you’ve all been the recipients of such upheaval,… 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

  • Sending Love

    Every now and then a wave washes over me. It tells me: send love. To whoever, wherever, however: just send it. And so here I am, sending love. To whoever, wherever. Because even if I don’t know you, I know… Continue reading

  • Bread-loaf

    I see, now, that my truth will never be yours. And your truth will never be mine, because we are two seperate grains in the bread-loaf of life. But we are the same in some ways. We are both the… Continue reading

  • Fly Free

    Fly free, sweet bird, from the spiral mind that cages and twirls you. You are beautiful always. How funny that you sometimes forget. Continue reading

  • Free

    Have you ever stood in an angry ocean and fought to keep your balance? Have you ever been out walking in a gale and desperately tried to continue walking in a straight line? Have you ever mowed the lawn and… Continue reading

  • Held

    Tonight I miss my childhood. I miss the way my Nan dipped onto to her knees and told me how precious I was to her. With her entire body, especially her eyes. I miss the way my Mum held me… Continue reading