Self worth

  • 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

  • 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

  • Return Of The Soft Girl

    The Soft Girl returned for a few moments, yesterday. My soul. My essence. My flow. She found me in the car as I drove home from a busy day of moving from one house to another. She wasn’t with me… Continue reading

  • Worthy

    We don’t have to convince the world that we are worthy of their love hearts. We only have to convince ourselves that we are worthy of our own. Continue reading

  • The Stars Inside

    The human might do well to remember that the body is an instrument which can only be played perfectly by the stars that live inside of it.     Continue reading

  • Everything I need

    I close my eyes to the world and then there is only me. When there is only me I can feel. I can see. I can know everything I need to know. And when I need to know more— I close… Continue reading

  • Beautiful

    A face in the mirror; a gentle head tilt; a naked, swan neck. Her fingers find the soft of her collar bone and drift upward: chin, cheek, forehead— every part of her, delicate. Like a bird, she thinks. The mirror… Continue reading

  • Not Like The Others

    There is a little girl in me who is trying to be a big kid just like the others. Just like the others. One day, I think, she’ll learn to be happy with just ‘being me.’ However different. However ‘not… Continue reading

  • The Soft Girl

    And when I’m the soft girl the world can no longer hurt me. Because even soft girls can roar. Even soft girls can look to the sky and laugh away the angry grey. Continue reading

  • The Truest Love

    Loving others broke her. Loving herself fixed her. And then there was magic. Pure, delicious magic. Photo 1 Credit: Tess Emily Seymour on Pexels. Photo 2 Credit: Melissa on Pexels. Photo 3 credit:Negative space on Pexels Continue reading