soft spoken could never feel so loud. i take a deeper breath. Breath. words are not enough anymore. im getting tired. But I am not tired at all. What do these whispers mean? it happened in the night. Gently caressing my ear.
Letters for my daughter
Stay Brave Stay Loud Stay Silly Stay Sane You bright beautiful star. I love you! If you can dream it then you can do it! Mommy loves you always, Spirit is always around us. You make me proud just by being you. I love you.
At Peace with Ourselves
I was just thinking about the versions of myself throughout the years and now, My child self, my teenage rebellious self, my missing self, my messy self, my inspired self, my developed self… my current state self… I was thinking now looking back, perhaps this reflection could really never come until now, but it would …
Moving Up & Around the Mountain
Today was a harder day. Of course. These are the days I choose to write. OBVY. I woke up thinking… what the fuck is this life about? Ever think that you are completely done with something only to come up around the mountain and to be with that something yet again? Hopefully, this something can …
Vipassana Meditation
Dear Diary… (oh, hi friends) So I started a course…. was it back in March? I can’t remember. Anyways, this course is helping me maintain discipline with Vipassana style meditation which is the oldest style of Buddhist meditation practices. I didn’t go into this course even knowing that this is what we would be doing, …
Sometimes You Win. Sometimes You Lose.
My daughter was running with her friends the other day- they were racing to the chain link fence. My daughter (albeit she got a late start) did not win. She was a bit upset, and the toddler next to her said: “That’s okay- sometimes you win, sometimes you lose.” Truth. And then, for them, it …
Breakthroughs and Illusions
What? Are we almost in March? Are you feeling the energies of the world lately? I am feeling a huge internal shift myself, honoring my feminine and paying particular attention to the earths call. We are, as a society (particularly where I am) in the West- dare I say it…. We are sick. I think …