Self Love
-
The River Of Me
The river didn’t think. The river flowed. Without question. Without worry. Today I become the river. Continue reading
-
Life Is The Magic You Make It
Life is the magic you make it. So make it. Continue reading
-
This Bliss
This bliss is born of a brave and steady heart; a choice to flow with the sugar and the spice: the mystery of all that I am. This bliss has been warming beneath trembling soil; lifetimes of wanting for something… Continue reading
-
Facing the Truth
I stopped and I said to myself: I am in pain. I did not try to hide it. Or justify its reasons. I did not try to pretend the hurting wasn’t there, or as true as it truly was to… Continue reading
-
Unrealistic Expectations
Never would you ever expect a block of chocolate to fit into a jelly mould. Humans. Can’t live with ’em. Can’t eat ’em. Continue reading
-
Stuck
When I felt the stuck of you, I knew you needed to move. The mud in the air around you as you tap tap tapped away told the story of a stuck girl. Getting the job done, wishing you were… Continue reading
-
In Spite Of It All
Beautiful girl. Up you get and off you go. Run when you can. Walk when you need. And love. Love always and ever after. In spite of it all. Continue reading
-
Another Day in The Fruit Bowl
There is no doubt about it. A pineapple is, and always will be, a pineapple. It does not look like a peach. It does not feel like a peach, or taste like a peach. If you want a peach, pick… Continue reading
-
Fragile Beautiful
The same pattern repeated itself over and over, in various ways. And with each new scenario of social anxiety, a sense of unconscious shame was born and continued to grow. I should have been able to call my friends without worrying… 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