Sleep

  • Writing

    I’ve loved writing everyday, again. Falling into the softness of me. I think I’ve loved it because it’s made me stay. Stay as this flow that I am, this…whatever it is that I am. I’m tired, tonight, so this will… Continue reading

  • Sleep

    If sleep could touch my cheek, I would ask for her slender hand a thousand times. If sleep did fall upon me now, I dare not wake. No. I dare…not… Continue reading

  • When I Sleep

    When I sleep, am I asleep? Or am I sleep itself? Or both? Or none? Continue reading

  • Sail With Me

    And surely as the river of the sky soothes me, every star of this night will sail with me home. Continue reading

  • Sleep

    It’s 4:11am. The waves of a broken life roll through me like an unwelcome surprise upon a drying shore. I think about hot chocolate and the sound of the ocean, because they soothe me. Thank goodness for hot chocolate and… Continue reading

  • Goodnight

    It has been a day and a half. I am so in love with my beautiful children. So in love with my family and the friends that fill my soul with everything it needs. I’m in love with the gentle… Continue reading

  • Healing Through Dreams

    The universe is such a clever muffin. I really shouldn’t downplay its genius by using words that soften my stance such as ‘clever’ and ‘muffin’, should I? I should be using solid words. Power words. Words like: ‘The universe is… Continue reading

  • In The Black Of Night

    I’m sitting by the fire in the black of the night. The sun shines on the other side of the world and yet here my mind is, alive without it, wondering when sleep will call for me again. My nose… Continue reading

  • Cupcake

    Don’t tell the biscuits, but it’s a sleepy tea and a cupcake kinda night. Continue reading

  • The Night

    Sometimes, the night wakes me. When the night wakes me I lie in bed and march through life in my mind, smiling at all the lovely things, frowning at all the things I wish the day had kept to itself.… Continue reading