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The Truth About Edges
You think you have edges but you’ve never seen a sharp one. You never cut your feet to dance upon the blade for a moment of something different. You never painted yourself crimson with your own aching blood just to revel in the outcome, to find yourself laughing in the face of the absurd emptiness… Continue reading
Adversity, conflict, Cosmos, Courage, Cycles, death, Endings, freeverse, Grief and Loss, growth, Overcoming, Philosophy, Poetry, Prose, Relationships, Self Acceptance, Shadow Work, Sky, The Void, TransformationCosmos, Courage, darkness, death, edge walker, edges, edgewalking, emptiness, grief, growth, loss, philosophy, poem, poetry, Relationships, Transformation, truth, void -
Wide Awake
Sleepless nights from mental fights and heartfelt plights. What do we do with so much? When too many colors are missing from the rainbow and we need that harmony to close our eyes and trust the coming morning view. Abysses keep on growing in the vacancies borne of the Great Erasing and there are holes… Continue reading
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What to Find at the Bottom
Lean in, my love, for there you will find the magic inside the suffering. Go all the way in and towards it. Run, if you can into the night. Vast hands will hold you even when you can’t feel them through the cold hard surface of illusions of alone. What waits at the bottom is… Continue reading
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Life of a Changeling
I grow and change in the wake of my losses, formed into the one I need by the pounding waves of solitude. I swim in cold waters of reckoning, fresh from the thaw, with a semblance of heat from my heart’s tiny flame flickering with all its might to keep me warm, while glaciers of… Continue reading
Acceptance, Adversity, Biology, Courage, Cycles, Endings, Essential, Fantasy, freeverse, Grief and Loss, growth, ice, nature, New Beginnings, Otherworld, Overcoming, Poetry, Sky, spring, Transformation, water, Worldchangeling, emotions, feelings, grief, Grief and Loss, growth, Hope, loss, mermaid, poem, poetry, shapeshifting, sirene, sorrow, spring, Thaw, Transformation -
Finding Your Own Light
Mining from other’s experiences the gold you never found on your own, thinking it’s the same as earning. But the sheen never sticks to your skin to shield you, because gold is only shiny bricks, still heavy to carry. And if you never learned to lift your own weight off the floor, how will you… Continue reading
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The Beauty of Bruises
Bruises are beautiful when you’ve seen enough of them to recognize the colors. Unique hues in the language of blood under your skin. Heart-whispers in reds and blues. Purple dreams dissipating and tender to the touch. These delicate darknesses tell a story; admitting that we took a chance on living, and we are still here,… Continue reading
About Me
I wrote my first story when I was a wee girl of three, followed by my first poem when I was eight. I’ve been writing ever since as a way to cope with life. This practice evolved with learning in both structured settings and through the practice, itself. In my own healing crisis, I found a process I affectionately refer to as Poetic Alchemy. Now on the journey of getting my life back, I do this not only for myself but for you.
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