Self Love

  • Wildfire

    I am a wildfire. Where the flames fan wide and the blue ripples split the deep orange stream. I cannot control what is wild and free. I cannot control a wildfire like me. 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

  • Tomorrow’s Sweet Sun

    How sweet it is, dear life. To choose better, without handing a cup of pain to another. To know my worth and to ask equal to its value without hesitation: a true gift from the whirling, twirling invisible world of… Continue reading

  • Just The Way You Are

    For the ones who think they are broken. You are beautiful. Just the way you are. 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

  • 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

  • I Am Free

    I am a star bursting to life. There are no walls in the sky. I am free. 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

  • Spring Cleaning For The Soul

    Today, quite by accident, I turned things around. A little tidy in the bathroom became an entire makeover: a de clutter to the point of minimalist elegance. And now I can breathe again. That little de clutter session inspired me,… Continue reading

  • Free To Fly

    ‘If I am free to fly,’ said the girl to the moon, ‘why are my wings still closed?’ ‘Because you have not yet decided to flip the closed sign to open,’ said the moon. To the girl. Continue reading