Victorious
Fear is the illusion. Limitations are created. I’m so aware of everything going on in this reality on both sides of the spectrum. To remain in balance is an art. And I’m a lover of the arts. … More Victorious
Fear is the illusion. Limitations are created. I’m so aware of everything going on in this reality on both sides of the spectrum. To remain in balance is an art. And I’m a lover of the arts. … More Victorious
I’m also starting a writing series entitled “She”. These often come through as short stories and they are random perspectives of woman and girls. Just something that comes to my mind. I thought I’d start sharing all of this stuff. I mean isn’t that why I have a blog?! lol I’m getting it together. Her … More “She” Writing Series #1
A new writing series I’m starting called “Magic Hour”. These are creative writings in the wee hours of the night. They can be anything from a poem, a single word, a channeling, journaling, a short story etc. Here’s last night’s: He’s content But deep inside of him lies a hollow flame in the pit of … More “Magic Hour” writing series #1
Paranoia steadily whispers me into confusion. It makes me want to run away. But there is literally no where to go. I really want your affection. I want to see my love’s reflection through you. I’ve always been so apprehensive with vulnerability though it’s my deepest pleasure to bare my heart to one who is … More Perfect Disaster – free write
I watched the reaction. I felt the energy. The Stage is truly healing grounds for me. And as I continue to come from out of my shell and own who I truly am, I can only see more magic happening. The last four years have been the most interesting, beautiful, shattering, “eye” opening, intense, painful, … More Healing Grounds
Time. It has been some ‘time’ since I’ve been on my blog. But the major transformations that I’ve been enduringĀ are so incredible. I make major leaps and even looking back on a month I’ll notice how much I’ve changed, digested, and grown as a person in every way possible. Life keeps throwing things at me … More Boomerang
“…No. I do wish you the best. Without a doubt. I just hope that “best” for you would be her leaving you right at the height of your most passionate confession. You losing all your money or not having the motivation to use it so you give it to me to consult you out of … More I wish you the best…
I was looking for you in the desert Breathing in sand, blindly feeling for your hand. Pouring out of my eyes were abandoned tears. My entire world was covered in disappointment with a hopeful foundation. As the wind increased I took it as you. Excited but scared. Could it be you? Snakes surround me. Maybe … More Deserted.
I’m not sure where I am at. I’m not sure where I’m going. I’m not sure where I come from. I’m not sure that I even need to be sure about any of that. But, I’m sure about myself. I’m not sure of my capabilities. But, I’m sure that I’m capable. Thrust out of the … More Sure.
2:37 AM I know night time is supposedly for sleeping, but I never feel more alive and awake until I meet up with midnight and her trails. It’s at this time my crystal cave mind is the most intriguing. The exploration is an adventure I anticipate when the sun is high. Me. Myself. I. And … More Undivided Attention…