Imagine you grew up in a culturescape that has 25 different ways to describe sorrow, trauma, pain, the list goes on and no word for love It would be a but like being colour-blind in a world radiant with colors like sensing darkness at the beginning of a tunnel and I wonder even if I … More The Love Dance
The earth and i, we are deeply intertwined. I shed just as she sheds I bloom just as she blooms death and life touches us both Shifting seasons from seed to decay. We live the cosmic cycles in the most sacred of ways. “the original woman“,she was once called she shows me how to be … More She is Consiousness
0028.0004.2020 No matter how many times your heart has been broken there is still a part of it that is, and perhaps will forever be untouched like the beginning of a lunar cycle
The people who are crazy enough to think they could change the world are the ones that will do it. Die Menschen, die verrückt genug sind zu denken, sie würden die Welt verändern, sind diejenigen, die es tun werden. Steve Jobs,1997 4 months and 2 weeks, that‘s how long I‘ve been away. At first it … More Bending Reality
To the one who romances the idea of letting go, the ground pushes them to be greater . To the one who finds stillness, the entire universe succumbs.
I could never hold your eyes in mind, they pierce and burn like cobalt dissolved in acid. I twitch and wiggle just to spit out the thoughts choking the back of my pharynx. This is not the desires that I have been sitting on, it is what the ancestors reached out to me or it … More The Paradox
Happy new 2021 WordPress tribe. I think we can all agree than 2020 was THAT Year. I thought of what to write as my first post of the new year, I remember looking up as the fireworks blazed the skies and the full moon adorned the night and my first thought was to write something … More 30 Things I Love about me
It was the night before christmas and while some of us were busy rueing not travelling home for the holidays, a little boy no more than six was rolled into the emergency room. Not especially pleased that she was working through the holidays, Alex groggily went to him, stopping when she saw his young face. … More Christmas Wish
Someday on a Sunday, I ‘ll rinse my hair in coconut oil and and wipe it dry with fresh Pampagras, Put on my best distressed jeans and jump into a pool of Irish wassail. Bathe in the sublime moonlight and sleep in a bed of frozen ice. What a day it will be when a … More Someday on a Sunday.
Snowflakes hang wry on the Window pane Pluto rolls in the morning snow We set up our Nordmann tree with the angel on top “let it snow” on repeat on spotify a modern day Christmas fantasy blend a cup of mocha, a propine for the moment it’s too cold to jog outside anyways.
