It has been some time. We are together, but still figuring out. I lay intertwined in your arms, in my bed. Our bodies so comfortably separate, yet together. The tears well up in my eyes and my heart aches. The words are urning to be expressed, but my head won’t let them be heard. It… Read more
Where are you?
I think of you every day. Wishing you were here. Wanting you by my side. Wondering.. Who you are? Where you are? Why you’re not here? What will you look like? Smell like? Taste like? Sound like? Feel like? Finding slivers of what I think might be you. And being disappointed when… Read more
Hello? Hello? Is anybody out there? You swipe right. Everytime. And when you do we start up again. It’s so familiar. So comfortable. So unhealthy. Do you mean to be mean? I don’t think you do. You hide behind your charm. Allure me with your fun. You go all in. Then vanish. Leaving me questioning…. Read more
The heat. The quiet. The intent. It’s sacrid. Healing. Pure. Accepting. Nonjudgemental. Light. I can breathe. And be me. Just me. No makeup. No title. No responsiblity. Just me. By myself. My area. My space. My time. My practice. My body. My pace. The power of the postures. The depth of the day. The cleansing… Read more
I look up at the sky… “Thank you dad.” She says. As I look at the sky… I know you are crafted it. All of it. Finding the right time. Picked what you picked. Elimanted who you’ve eliminated. Put in my path.. those that I need… those to show me… teach me… the lessions… Read more
Are You Here?
One swipe. Right. An uncanny familirariy. Same words. Language. So open. Free. For me. No rules. I am following the rules she told me to: “Don’t think. Feel.” “You are the only one that makes your rules.” “Don’t let other’s rules, rule you.” These are guides that I am living by. I knew you would… Read more
Can I Sleep With You
“Can I sleep with you?” She says. “Of course you can.” I reply. She hasn’t done that is long time. I thought she was good? She’s been better. Happier. More upbeat. Bouncy. Sleep with me? Are we back there again? How man steps have we gone back? I wasn’t ready. I thought we were good…. Read more
The Finishing Touches
Why isn’t he here? “You’re just mastering the finishg touches,” she says. I don’t know what that means. Aren’t I good enough as I am. Why is there more to be done? Haven’t I done the work? ALL THE WORK! Wait. Are those finshing touches for me? Or him? I didn’t ask. It’s been years…. Read more
You’re engaged when you tell your stories. Touch my arm, my side, my hip. Striving to make the connection. But your eye wanders. I watch you watch the pretties as they walk by. Your eyes follow them. As if they are more important. And my walls go up. When I tell stories you don’t hold… Read more
I now have my wings. I am now able to fly. Preparadness. Years of learning. Cleansing. Clearing. Honing in. Releasing. Calling in. Harnessing. It is now. I am ready. Stepping one foot at a time. Putting on my balls. And roaring my roar. But the beauty of it all. I don’t need to yell. Only… Read more
I love me. I love my body. I love the cycles of me. I trust fully in the process of life. I AM READY! It is my time, NOW! I no longer have to wait. He is here for me! His is my gift! I can breathe.
Pain | Growth
We don’t choose the pain, but we choose the growth that comes from it. Growth comes from Pain. We don’t have a choice. We are dealt as we are dealt. The type of pain, when it arrives, and the form it comes in. It is not ours to choose. BUT What you do get to… Read more
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