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An Empath’s Journey of Rebirth.

So why do I beat myself up? Why don’t I allow the release? As a healer, I know that you must release to receive, and you must open and heal in order to live a more fulfilling and powerful life. But I am also human, and most definitely living a human existence with human emotions. I’m no saint! ...

feminism

Come Now, Woman, into the Dark Night of Your Soul.

Let the vacuous darkness come and be birthed within its timeless womb. At last, remove your mask, your golden crown, your warring armor. Strip back all that you know and teeter at the edge, tempt your devastation with open palms of candy courage and roar at the wind that turns tricks in your ...

poetry

Naked Battlefield. {poetry}

On buses, languid women, two breasts exposed in sculpted perfection, whispering: they could be yours, while in a nearby cafe, a breastfeeding woman is refused service and sent away, because here, we want no gross motherhood on display.

An Empath’s Journey of Rebirth.

Come Now, Woman, into the Dark Night of Your Soul.

Naked Battlefield. {poetry}

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