Letting Go of Love: The Unspoken Part of a Breakup. {poetry}
You receive because it is your birthright.
You love in all the ways you neglected to love him
You love in all the ways he taught you to love the world
Healing from Spiritual Capitalism.
Healing is sold to us as a product to be consumed. Whole industries capitalize on it while gaslighting us, perpetrating the same traumas it claims to heal.
Sung Home: Chapter Three. {fiction}
I felt a little insulted that they would just stop looking for me like that. I squelched a brief impulse to toss pebbles down at them.
Lost in a Sea of Reservation. {poetry}
Do compounds and verbs melt into a runny sea of ambiguity? Are fragments of reels and jabs of jaunty whim unsaid the whispering voices in our heads?
The Witch, Dark Matters and Magick.
Here in the dark, when I just am, it doesn’t matter. It isn’t matter. I’m fluid, no longer frozen light but endless waves lapping at the ocean of being.
Wild Girls Like Us Will Not Be Tamed. {poetry}
They say, “Stay quiet, silly girls,”
and we say, “Fuck you,”
with a smile of course,
and when the anger subsides,
the weapon of love annihilates all...
Mary Magdalene and the Undefinable Holy Grail.
As a devout Christian and Biblical scholar, Starbird set out to disprove the assumptions in 'The Holy Blood and the Holy Grail'.
From My Dream Diaries: A Tribute to Lost Soul-Pieces.
Many lost soul-pieces await restlessly to be acknowledged...just as the ruins of wrecked ships from long ago are waiting for the next storm to uncover them.
My Body Likes It When I Listen.
I know how I have cried, and cursed this body. I know how, when I got my period for the first time, I shut myself in a room and cried, saying "I hate this!"
Losing My Innocence. {poetry}
Unlike losing my virginity...
I lost my innocence in the desert
amongst 100,000 people,
but in a sacred temple of sharing
with one.
@2016 Rebelle Society