I hear there’s magic to be found.In the space between… between…. between what exactly?I’m not sure.Between what was and what is to come?Between where I was and where I will go?Between who I was and who I will be? What does it matter anyway? For me, there is no space.No space to hold my fiery... Continue Reading →
A Love Letter to Myself
So today, I want you to know that I love the fog in your soul. I love the way you see the world. I love how you can find beauty where others see nothing at all. Don’t lose that part of you. You have a lot to offer the world. Don’t ever underestimate the importance of uncovering the beauty.
The Seeds
Sometimes, her heart would pound while her hands shook. And within a few minutes, a seed would appear. She would quickly hide it in her pocket, afraid of what others would think if they saw. Other times, she would have a fluttering in her tummy and suddenly, a seed would pop out of her belly button. Each day brought with it different sensations, some pleasant, some unpleasant. And each of these sensations produced a new seed.
Beauty in the Brokenness 