Somewhere along the way~ excerpt from: She Was The Stuff Of stars.
She awoke to find herself nestled within the sea grapes as she did every night just before the moon rose and although she loved this place she couldn’t help but feel drawn to something bigger. She would often gaze at the stars above and long for the time when she could dance among them. On this … Continue reading Somewhere along the way~ excerpt from: She Was The Stuff Of stars
She collected herself from the sea shore. She had been there for a few hours, squinting into the distance hoping to catch a glimpse of something familiar. Today was not the day she would be called home. She had work to do. This occupation of her physical body kept her grounded and she knew she … Continue reading She Was The Stuff of Stars~ Chapt 1. Listen
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I'm spinning in circles in my living room. I'm wearing my loudest yoga pants and combat boots. My hair is piled loosely on my head. I'm laughing as I push the furniture out of the way so I can hula hoop with my friends. We spent our evening eating sushi, pizza, salad, hummus, cheesecake. We've spent the … Continue reading Tribe
There are times in our lives when we forget who we are. When we allow influences outside ourselves to take over and have full reign in our minds and with our bodies. It can happen in varying degrees, sometimes with minimal side effects and other times it can almost destroy us. Some changes are subtle … Continue reading Back To My Roots~ All Of Them
Dear, We'll just leave it at that. Dear. I know that most women don't come with a manual and that every woman is unique and special and beautiful but I am here to help you out. I am going to tell you exactly what I want and how I want it. I am going to tell … Continue reading I come with instructions~ An open letter to my boyfriend.
I didn't feel the sun on my cheek this morning, only vaguely aware that it was even up. I couldn't hear the music that was streaming from my speakers or feel the leather of my steering wheel on my fingertips. I had no words to say, so none came. A single name replayed over and over … Continue reading Numb
The words flow like tears. It's fitting that it should be just she and I. She was the last part of the normal life I was holding on to. She represented a time when my house was not just a building with four walls and a roof but when I had a home and a … Continue reading That life~