Reflective gratitude increases our internal vibration and frequency ...
Evoke the Rebel
Cry the battle, sear exposed wound
Depth of Light
Dare we contemplate the depth of light?
Letter To Life (1)
How far could we rise if we refused to dull our own light and instead sparkle with the magic of the stardust in our bones?
Sat in Silence
The sting of living, Tears falling from her hair
The Cone of Shame
There is a collar animals are forced to wear after surgeries to keep themselves from licking at wounds or tearing out the stitches that are keeping them together. In the movie “Up” (if you haven’t seen it because you’re a grown up without children, it’s time. You won’t be disappointed), the cone isn’t used for... Continue Reading →
Something stirs yet not yet awakens A great ripping of shredding reproach Evolutionary dawn in the light of morning But that I had wings Something churns yet not yet heaves A grand tumult of agitating disorder Transformative revolution in the dark soul But that I had wings Something embeds yet not yet roots An immense... Continue Reading →