Spiritual growth

  • Alleyways

    Slinking down alleyways, thrilled by the rippling dark. Black upon white, cold stone. Daisies tilt their heads: smile. Axes bite into crimson bone, dwelling in the corners of the corners. Pure. Devilish. A curious mix. Grace breathes life into fire.… Continue reading

  • For Love

    People call them boundaries. I just call them walls. To keep the love in. Or out. I could use a boundary or two. But what would I be if it wasn’t for love? What would I be if it wasn’t… Continue reading

  • Truth and Lollypops

    I’m not the victim of circumstance. Of uncontrollable life. Of this eternal river that constantly flows and changes, sometimes lifting me right out of the water, sometimes flowing me steadily along. That’s what I try to tell myself, anyway. That… 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

  • Woman

    I couldn’t possibly know who I am. I’m so many things, places, people, feelings: it would be impossible to really say. Who I am, that is. The question of who I want to become also seems pointless. I want to… Continue reading

  • Healed

    And then she said goodbye again, and again, and again. Each time, as if she’d forgotten the last. The broken heart of precious memories: a sting she can no longer deny. She loved his heart and soul, despite it all.… Continue reading

  • Human Unplugged

    It’s never an even road. Life. To lose yourself in great chunks of confusion. To take to the floor, to scrape at the earth for answers. I am love, this I know. I am peace, this I know. But I… Continue reading

  • Sun and Moon, Unconditionally

    ‘Sun?’ ‘Yes, Moon?’ ‘Why are the humans always so angry, do you think?’ ‘Because Moon, they haven’t realised that, like us, they have the ability to shine.’ ‘They do? So why don’t more of them shine, then? If they can,… Continue reading

  • The Sun

    She shines quietly for peace as the rain falls all around. She watches the storms rage and knows her role is still to be as she was born to be. The sun. Always the sun, no matter the dark clouds;… Continue reading

  • Unconditional Love

    www.instagram.com/tv/CA3H8dzgg1f/ The answer to the question of peace lies within each of us. We are all human. We all have mothers, and sisters, and best friends, and bad hair days. Human. No matter who we are, no matter what we… Continue reading