Recent expressions of gratitude and effluvient love for the universe. In the spirit of giving thanks and thanks giving, y'all. Here are some curated-but-not-cured, raw-as-activated-almonds kind of thoughts, collected from my notebooks. ~ My tears are my prayers. Happy or sad, they cleanse me. The elements as they exist in the body. The earth cries… Continue reading self care magic
Thank you, sweet retrospection, for allowing me to weave together a narrative so easily from what felt like a swirling unknown. This account is on the one hand, a navel-gazing reflection on my last year, and on the other, a swan dive into my learnings on consciousness, healing, and some Vedic philosophy. This is how… Continue reading a year in review
Two poems that have rolled around for a while, now. hummingbird words to see into the future, dear: it was your face along a crowd in my favorite coffee shop, and both our loves laid bare. give me the glass palm of your hand fill it up - with hummingbird words, a million grains of… Continue reading sacrament to something
One afternoon I went into Paperback Books—a place that gives me hope in the continued existence of independent book nooks—wanting to find something to read for a trip, and caught myself in the act of gravitating repeatedly to male authors. While it's not news that a disproportionate amount of study and thought and credit has… Continue reading roots
Feeling compelled to share my thoughts because I am a thoughts and writing hoarder, and as in most cases of hoarding, it's better to set things free. So for my mama, for my faraway friends, for my secretly shy self: I re-dedicate to my blog and sharing my writing adventures. I got back to Melbourne… Continue reading in any orange sort of mood i’d rather have the blues
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