When you close your eyes, what do you see? The glistening pools of infinity, Or are you mourning upon a desolate sea? Where do you come from? Who is your home? Where is the space between you and your soul? Who are you without the name you were given? What is the space between... Continue Reading →
Hell is where the heart is
Talking about rape, abortion, adoptions - also the last 20 years of my life. Don't read it if you don't want to read about yucky stuff. Go anywhere else on my blog, there's plenty.
Christ, does this bitch do anything but rhyme?
The answer is occasionally. Thank you for asking. If you are newer to reading my blog, I actually don't only write poetry. I don't know what this is, but I do this sometimes. I felt the need to express myself in a non-poetic voice. I have this frustrated feeling inside of me, almost like I... Continue Reading →
Inspired by a comment convo with Honest K. Almost a year ago - to the day, I wrote in my Live Journal about Reflecting Souls. I just re-read the post, and my first reaction was, fuck me, I used to write too long - it was 3k words! The second reaction was I'm really kind of... Continue Reading →
The wayward spirit inside With tempting apple nibbled like the neck of a lover Whose love is forbidden Naked knowledge splayed Behind the fig leaf hidden The woman made me do it A blameful, shameful salad tossed The temptress reincarnate As a virgin pure Birthing our salvation While being called a whore We all die... Continue Reading →
As we bury all our heroes like our hopes and play Dressing for a funeral to go to work each day Selling souls for dollars Beauty fades to gray Starving out the artists For gluttonous ego’s way It’s hard to know the master as we star in a twisted play Chasing after a carrot future... Continue Reading →
Fiction? Pt II
Fiction? Pt I Timelines became blurred as her confusion mounted. Kris had suggested she read Alice I Have Been a few months ago, and her world now felt exactly like Wonderland. She knew how Alice must have felt in her rabbit hole. In her mind, it did not matter when anything occurred, because her memories... Continue Reading →
Do You Believe in Magic…?
That damn song has been stuck in my head all day. Following up on Finding Center and Book Club! I'm almost done The Universe Has Your Back. I am also doing the daily work of "Miracles May Happen" I actually am staying on Day 3, because it's been very difficult for me, and it's providing me a lot... Continue Reading →
My friend and I started helping each other find ourselves over last summer. Together, we connected with meditation and Yoga. It's funny how Mother works. We both started talking when we were both in need of strength. It seems our friendship is the very manifestation of The Buddha's Even Deal. We also have a rampant... Continue Reading →
Remembering the static
When I was little, I was obsessed with collecting crystals and I was also drawn to meditation. I remember my favorite meditation was to imagine putting all of my worries into a hot air balloon and blowing it up and away with my breathing. I would do it every night. Even then, anxiety was a... Continue Reading →