Transparent Sea, and All Its Colors and Shapes.
On the abysmal screen, where all hues of the visible light spectrum are swallowed, elusive shapes of my precious ones appear.
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Mourning. {poetry}
Last night I stepped outside of time Minutes became centuries Ten thousand years became right now And mourning the epiphany As clenching pain released...
Chasing Sunsets: Life Is Too Short to Be Lived in Darkness.
If I were to die young, I’m convinced that I would have lived a full life, just like the extraordinary woman this article honors.
I Will Not Bend.
I will not bend under the weight of collective fear, anger, hatred or disillusionment any longer. I will not submit myself to the false powers of terror or greed.
The Roar Inside.
No, you will not live casually. You are waking up, and will not live asleep inside of someone else. He entered you but he does not own your power.
The Problem with Emotional Stability. {poetry}
We are, by nature, bipolar. Yin and Yang. Masculine and Feminine. Active and Restful. Of Sun and Moon; Tides, Storms, Trees, Water, and Earth.
In light of our place among the wildness of Nature, the delusion of emotional stability is inhumane! Impossible.
We can be assured that sadness -- and ...
Can You Set Yourself Alight With True Life?
Can you take the storm and gather each raging droplet in a melody of joy, feeling the cyclone soak into your skin, soothed by its rushing roar? Can you allow the truth to shake you to the very core of your being without moving to hold on?
I Want This. {poetry}
I think that today we, as women, are so caught up in both gaining and maintaining our independence that we neglect the other areas of our life that are equally important, like romance.