The Land of tears (an old bit of writing that I thought I would share) …

It is a place where we all must go alone. Where we deal with loss without encumbrance’s and outside noise. Where we lay ourselves down on a bed of soft, pink, sand and let the ocean of salt water tears wash over us. Cleansing our souls and purifying our minds. It is a secret place that can … Continue reading »

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Changes …

I feel expectant. So much is rapidly changing (in my life) and I am literally holding on to the safety bar until the ride slows down. Don’t get me wrong, it’s all rather grand! But there’s so much to do and be. I am in the midst of boxing up my current home. I am … Continue reading »

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Ablutions …

The rain is my confidant. It helps to wash away the stagnancy in my soul and brings my spirit to life. A much-needed and somewhat cathartic, liquid nectar. I want to walk without an umbrella and twirl in the damp darkness. While whispering gentle mantras. Beautiful reaffirming words of life love and divinity. Losing myself in … Continue reading »

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Disenchanted …

In the midst of a deep existential detachment I suddenly felt a bit of a pang this evening. It’s funny how this can happen. It’s as if a sharp knife found its way into me,  and was, momentarily, working to make its way out. A deep breath and a mental shake managed to wipe away … Continue reading »

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If …

.. I sang a song out of tune, what would you do? Rate this:

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Pieces …

I collect bits and pieces. Memories. Small shards of moments that I cherished. A leaf. Flower petals. Ticket stubs. Little notes. Ribbons. Cake toppers and so much more. Every bit, a reminder of a precious moment once lived joyfully. I suppose you could say that I am a true romantic.  It seems I have always been … Continue reading »

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When the spell breaks …

Oh how I wish that spells were never broken. There’s something so spiritual about being with another while under a beautiful veil. You. Him. No one else exists. Breathless moments of intensity. Words shared while leaning forward, hoping to simply become a part of another’s space. Wishing that time would stand still. I want to press … Continue reading »

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Signs …

Do you believe in signs? Are there really any accidents in life? Or does everything happen for a reason? I have always believed that life was full of signs.  And, if you followed them, they would lead you down the yellow brick road of happiness. But it’s not always easy to decipher their true meaning.  It’s only after … Continue reading »

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Questions of a memory …

What is it exactly that makes us memorable? Is it the tenor of voice? The sparkle of our eyes? The feeling of  ones touch upon another’s skin? Or soft laughter in the dark? I suppose there are innumerable reasons why one might be remembered. But do you ever wonder what you leave behind? Is it … Continue reading »

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Lunar Pull …

I have felt somewhat restless today. A feeling of intense anticipation is swirling just below the surface, but I know not why. It’s as if  at any moment I might step around a corner and find just what I have waited for. I am apt too think that the moon is the culprit.  Its mysterious beauty shines full and … Continue reading »

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