Life

  • Always Meant To Be

    And we will play by the night shine of the sea until we tumble into the knot of us that was always meant to be. Continue reading

  • For The Love Of Self

    I love how deep this heart of mine goes. I love that if I love you, you know just how much and why. I love that my feelings shine into the midnight sky. Some might call this: overly sentimental. I… Continue reading

  • Heart

    Living with a heart like mine is one of the greatest gifts imaginable. Living with a heart like mine is one of the greatest curses imaginable. Being a highly empathic, highly sensitive person can be such a mixed bag. On… Continue reading

  • Naked

    She stood before the mirror naked. First, she saw that her soul was bare. Next…her body. Perfect white, creased by a lifetime of curving for others. So fragile stood the moment of naked. So solid stood the lifetime ahead. Of… Continue reading

  • Let Them Come

    To the weary traveler of life: No wonder you are tired. You have been running for so long away from the dreams that chase you. Let them come. Let them fall into you and let the river have them do… Continue reading

  • Roar

    I love you. But I love myself more. And if my quiet rises above my roar once again, I shall find it where it always has been. Waiting among the willows of my soul. Continue reading

  • A Letter From The Soft Girl

    Dear Brooke, I’m well, thank you for asking. Yes, I do believe you are perfectly capable of anything you choose to do in this life. It’s okay it took you a while to figure that out. You were meant to… Continue reading

  • The Right Way

    He said, she said, they said that I was too different to be loved as I am. And I believed them. These are the scars we paint upon each other’s hearts when we declare that without a doubt… our way… Continue reading

  • The Key

    Never let go of the key once it finds you. The key will whisper the wind into you. It will connect you to the invisible strands of life that make music you and that make you music. The key will… Continue reading

  • The Day Ahead

    I might walk tomorrow. And sit. With trees and music and life flowing through every piece of wild in my soul. My energy hasn’t been flowing as nicely of late, and where the old me wouldn’t have noticed any change… Continue reading