A journey to your highest good.
Have you ever noticed our need to “make sense” of things? What does that even mean? Generally it signifies that we want what ever we are perceiving to fit snuggly in to our belief systems and they stand today. We may not have had exposure to something physically or intellectually and as a result what... Continue Reading →
I wrote a poem You cannot read For what it dares to tell Of inner wars That threaten peace Of heaven trapped in hell I wrote a poem You will not love You may not understand The words it speaks Could crush beliefs And will not take a stand I wrote a poem You’ll never... Continue Reading →
Sounds all around the noise almost is unbearable with notifications and bells and videos . Everyone is looking down and all of a sudden I’ve had enough. I walk out. I shut my phone off, done with looking at texts to see if those bubbles are there pending a response, wondering what the response will... Continue Reading →
An unlikely love poem
I will not be afraid Of surrendering control Of writing my own truth Of connecting with my soul I will not be afraid Of what I should release Of disappointing others Of approaching inner peace I will not be afraid Of letting it all go Of judgement from the world Of realizing what... Continue Reading →
Never underestimate the wisdom of children. Their untainted explanations of the world can bring lessons on what life was before we were told what it was supposed to be. Recently my seven year-old daughter randomly said, “I can’t believe my eyes are so small, but I see so big.” This struck me as so simple... Continue Reading →
The wind blows softly through the trees It carries me on its back I’m the ray of light touching the leaves I give them what they lack The ocean waves carress the shore I ride their foamy grace I’m the moon that brings the water forth To the sunlit sacred space I am above I... Continue Reading →
". . .demonism and creativity are psychologically very close to each other. Nothing in the human psyche is more destructive than unrealized, unconscious creative impulses. . .When it is a question of a mass psychosis, nothing but new, creative conceptions, brought up from the depth, can stop the development toward a catastrophe." - C. G.... Continue Reading →
Sunday affirmations.
It took being sick and having to cancel everything on my to do list to find the meaning of balance. And it was liberating.
Intentions 