Spirit

  • The Skin Of A Woman

    I am a child of the water. And I float in all the whispers of me. When the wind catches on my bones, shaking me into fright, the earth holds me until I am calm. Until I am delicate and… Continue reading

  • Music: The Most Beautiful Dimension

    I’ve just been at the Piano. I’d like to tell you a story about that, actually. How my piano came to be my ultimate happy place (and healing tool, you might say.) It’s in my soul, I think. Music. It’s… Continue reading

  • Find Your Magic

    Go on. Find your magic. Continue reading

  • The Ocean of Me

    I close my eyes and the warm wind becomes my breath. This wind— it whispers into the ocean of me, into the dark of my waters, deep. It hands me the calm of the moon, and it grants me the… Continue reading

  • Wings

    My wings are quivering. Ready to fly into the waiting arms of Neverland. Continue reading

  • The Kiss

    Give me the broken glass of your soul and I will lead you to the moonlight and show you the kiss that already sits upon your forehead, soft and waiting to soothe you. Continue reading

  • Broken People

    It’s the ‘broken’ people we should be listening to. Because it’s the ‘broken’ people who have already faced the pain we are yet to face. Continue reading

  • Magic

    It’s time to believe in magic. Continue reading

  • Tell It To The Sky

    When I find myself in times of trouble, I look to the sky and I say: ‘Stop. Thank you. I’ve got this.’ Then I smile as I realise that what I’ve said is actually quite true. Continue reading

  • The Language of a Soul

    It’s the eleventh day of Christmas and I’m listening to music. Beautiful music. It sends my spirit into the sky. It turns my body into love. Beautiful music— language of my soul. How I adored you, on the eleventh day… Continue reading