Spirituality

  • Asking Questions

    It is not the darkness of others I fear. It is my own crimson need to mould the world into a shape that cannot possibly exist, or remain. Perfection is rigid, solid, stiff. Life is the ever flowing river of… Continue reading

  • Heaven on Earth

    I am the the trees and the wind. Two melted into one: Body and soul travelling the pink lace road of heaven on earth. Continue reading

  • Open. Release.

    But did they give you a box of darkness? Or was the darkness already inside of you. Waiting for someone to press: open. And release. Continue reading

  • A Great Land

    I have lived in a great land beyond time, beyond name beyond here. Where the sun kissed my soul morning and night, and my days were surrounded by honey pink flowers and tangerine trees. Sometimes, I try to forget about… Continue reading

  • Chains

    I see the chains of humanity, do you? It is okay to see the chains. They are there. We have built them. We can pull them apart, too, link by link until there is only one sweet day and a… Continue reading

  • Confessions Of A Meditator

    This is a big post for me. A very vulnerable one, which is saying something, considering all I ever do is unzip my chest and share my heart with the lot of you. I’m sharing all this with you because… Continue reading

  • The Path Of The Righteous

    How hard we strive to maintain the path of the righteous. And yet someone, somewhere aches on the flip side of right. So, what is right? There is only bitter sweet existence. Continue reading

  • Flow

    I will simply begin. And flow until the river ends. Continue reading

  • Grateful

    I’m grateful for beautiful people who shine a light for those wandering the dark. I’m grateful for those wandering the dark. Grateful they are survivors: that they may not know they have won, yet, but they have. And they will… Continue reading

  • They Call Me Love

    Here I am, they call me love. But how can a word hold all of me? This bliss that I am, they try to name. This sweetest dream, this golden life. This warm blue sea, a human wave. These always… Continue reading