Mindfulness

  • Grey

    Shall I sing to you only of sun shiny days? I cannot. The clouds are grey over the meadow and the rain falls fat and cold upon the emerald green. I will not tell you the sun is shining. It… Continue reading

  • Beautiful

    This life. It is not what they have shown it to be. The cold stone walls, the repeating days in chains of grey. This life is the art I hold in my own hands. The art of my body as… Continue reading

  • And They Wait

    And they wait for something more. And they sip cold tea. And they laugh with sad eyes. And they speak with serious voices. And they hide the soft pieces of their hearts. And they wait. And they wait. And they… Continue reading

  • Grateful

    I’m grateful for beautiful people who shine a light for those wandering the dark. I’m grateful for those wandering the dark. Grateful they are survivors: that they may not know they have won, yet, but they have. And they will… Continue reading

  • Beautiful Day

    I just wanted to tell you: today is going to be a beautiful day. That’s why I’m here, it’s the only reason I have in this moment. To tell you that, today, the sun shines outside and inside. Because I… Continue reading

  • A Beautiful Choice

    Today. What a beautiful choice. Continue reading

  • I Will Not Fight

    I will not fight. I will spend the rest of my life creating beautiful things. And I will search for the beautiful things of others until I shine. Lit up by beautiful things. I will not fight. Continue reading

  • Somewhere Else

    Hello my lovely bloggy friends, I hope you’re all coping with whatever your COVID situation looks like. I have been. And I haven’t. But I’m still noticing small wins along the way, which make me feel a little better about… Continue reading

  • Diamonds and Stones

    My next life lesson will be to blow through days of stone, and understand that days of stone do not indicate a whole life of stone. Still there are diamond days. Always there will be both. And never am I… Continue reading

  • 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