So gross is this worldOf flesh and boneBacteria and bloodVessels of stored beliefOf pain and pleasure,Which is just pain waiting to happenCrawl out from underThe weight on my heartThe confusion of my thoughtsThe deterioration of my bodyLeave it be It’s not the plotIt’s the spaceshipNot the pilotNor the destination Be open and connectMelt it down... Continue Reading →
If we are choosing to operate through love Then fear can not have a voice Our truth can not be clouded Our anxiety can not close our hearts If we choose love We choose to show up With courage Even to say we need silence We need space Even to say I’m suffering And I... Continue Reading →
When you wake up in the morningThat moment that arrivesWhere you body and mind openEven before your eyes And the inner world of last nights dreamsThe thoughts of yesterdayOr maybe 10 years ago it seemsCome flowing in to play What day is it today again?When do I have to rise?As I catalog my have tosHave... Continue Reading →
A love letter to myself
I wrote this yesterday. It was a love letter to myself with words I needed to hear. I wasn't going to post- it was too raw, to out of context, too much. Then I laughed because that's all a contradiction. So posting now to release my fears and live my intention toward my own growth... Continue Reading →
...each line on my brow a question mark, each ache in my hips as I get out of bed a lesson, and each crick in my neck a reminder of all I have endured and possibly can’t let go of.
Balance is not a verb
It took being sick and having to cancel everything on my to do list to find the meaning of balance. And it was liberating.
Fill Your Own Cup
You can live to others expectations or let go of them and be in your own. That is where love lies.