The Language of Water
There is a melancholy whisper in my soul that beckons me to come close for a kiss in my depths when I am alone. A hidden place only l know; a secret behind my eyes: the inexplicable thing people sense when they wander too near. Too akin to darkness for comfort, for them. But for… Continue readingAcceptance, Adversity, Cycles, death, Endings, Fantasy, Grief and Loss, growth, New Beginnings, Overcoming, Poetry, Self Help, Short Stories, Summer, surrender, Transformation, waterauthenticity, freedom, grief, Grief and Loss, growth, healing, loss, mermaid, poem, poetry, process, Siren, story poem, storypoem, Transformation, water, wisdom
Making Peace with Aging
I used to feel beautiful in the morning, innocense restored and lines smoothed out on my face. Now the lines seem deeper and there is no such thing as innocence anymore. Now I’m only tired and my tissues know it, losing their grip on my bones and sinking like my heart to the bottom of… Continue readingBiology, Confessional, freeverse, growth, Intention, nature, Philosophy, Poetry, Self Acceptance, Transition
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.