Spirituality

  • The Deep Of Me

    You may name it what you will. But the ocean will always smell like what is beneath the name. It will always look like what is beneath the name. And it will always feel like my very own soul, (the… Continue reading

  • Home

    Living carefully and beautifully, I know I am home. Continue reading

  • When I Sleep

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

  • Found

    There is no feeling quite like the delicious wholeness of a lost girl found once more. There is no feeling quite like this. Continue reading

  • To Rest

    What is this life that drags me all the ways through every shard of splintered glass? I want to scream at the sun to stop! Just for a moment, stop. Stop shining there. I want only to wish on the… Continue reading

  • Shining

    It’s been a while since I’ve been here. Awake at 3:30 am, and really not at all tired, actually. So I thought I’d pay you all a visit and just waffle for a while. I’m not sure why I’m awake.… Continue reading

  • She

    I am the wind, and she is the earth that knows me. Continue reading

  • Just Because

    And then she roared again. Just because. Continue reading

  • This Quiet Storm

    I am me. Just me. Not who you think I am. Not who you wish I would be. Just who I am. This quiet storm. Me. Continue reading

  • I Am Loved

    There you are behind a soft, uncertain smile, surprised that you are loved. You are loved. It is your expectation that has made it seem not so. You see the world and ask it to hold you as you wish… Continue reading