Processing emotions

  • Quietly Contemplating

    I’m an explosion of heart. Tender and soft, especially of late. Quietly contemplating, missing the people I love, whispering a subtle question to the world of nothing around me. Where am I going, and who am I? So much of… Continue reading

  • Feel

    Some days, I can’t be here for you. Some days I need you, to hold my softness and let me fall. It is a beautiful drift of snow that feathers the earth of me. A gentle spring breeze beyond the… Continue reading

  • These Tears

    Do these tears make you uncomfortable? How about this: does the rain make you uncomfortable? The sky is not afraid to rain, and I am not afraid to cry. I am not afraid of what you’ll think of me if… Continue reading