I Find Living Moments of Prayer in Awareness. {poetry}
Meet me in the barrel of a wave, where I might find you in the moment it breaks, to crash your heart upon my rocks, laid out under moonlight blue.
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Rebelle Society
Grieving for What We Never Had in Less Than Ideal Families.
Grieving is not about blaming, but simply an acknowledging the tragic nature of events. If anger comes up in this process, we shall honor that too.
Bohemian Horoscopes for 2019. {Aries, Taurus, Gemini, Cancer, Leo, Virgo}
Attached Bulls, love and lust are on the menu in 2019, when (courtesy of extravagant Jupiter) your sex drive regularly soars.
Sung Home: Chapter Sixteen. {fiction}
What if I had made this trek with Mama? We probably wouldn’t be starving to death. More hands meant more to do all the work of creating this little home.
December Harbor: When Life Felt Navigable Again.
That December, the stark Northern landscape offered a visceral draw for me... I was enticed by its barrenness... It felt comforting -- simple, spacious.
Lonely Holiday Insurance. {fiction}
At that time, I was with Olivia, and I believed we had a romantic relationship. So simply from curiosity and for fun, I bought this holiday insurance.
15 Reminders to Help You Through the Stressful Holiday Season.
You’re not too intense if you can’t totally enjoy the holidays because... you’re distracted by your need to find and manifest your purpose on the planet.
Dreams of Some Gypsy: A Fantasy.
He is the gypsy. Traveling by night, forever roaming. When we lay our heads down to sleep, chances are he will have disappeared by morning's light.
If Only We Could All See with Wide Eyes.
What footprints are we lending while bearing down on our precious Mother Earth? Is there hope in such a reality, where so few of us do see with wide eyes?
My Last Five Years Spent Living in the Shadow of the Palace of Futility. {poetry}
25 years later and all of the ashes have been consumed, we have stayed hungry, we have grown old, have wasted our lives speaking of hope