Violation Normalized. {poetry}
My body changed, what to do? Perhaps I dared to mention this? Innocent young girl hoping for help, so very confused, mother in panic.
Duende of Grief: When We Roamed as Cathars. {poetry}
And we broke bread... you stood and raised your glass to 'mes amis', whom I had known for centuries, when we had roamed the hills as Cathars.
My Heart Goes Out to Fellow Children of Refugees.
I come from Huguenot (French Protestant) refugee descendants... as modern refugees are doing, my ancestors helped develop Canada.
My Home Is the River. {poetry}
"May there be no hurdles," I pray. "May my home find its way. May it reach its destination," I chant an incantation. "Om Namah Shivaya."
Confidence Is Our Default Setting.
What is the secret behind one of the most important traits in life? Why does confidence seem second nature to some and elusive to others?
Poem of Frustration for Falling in Illusion. {poetry}
He wanted to have his cake and eat it too. He was never all-in. But yes, we are still friends, sort of... but that's a poem for another time.
The Time Is Right to Sprout the Seed Inside You.
We know that time is now and yet we really don't know where exactly on our path we really are. We need guiding hands of inspiration.
Her Notion of Reality and the Feelings of Her Body.
She forced herself up... She had to snap back to this world. This reality. Her body ready for action, ready for movement.
Wet and Dry Laundry. {fiction}
"At last I fulfilled my quest for the alternative font. We made the perfect eternal triangle, and I generally do my own laundry."
If You Change Nothing, Nothing Changes.
We 'can't' change something if we are not conscious that it needs changing.This is why I love accessing the Akashic records so much.