Phoenix Rising. {poetry}
She pushed against the ashen waste
Rising above the ground
In an instant, she saw others
Bound to the earth
Unwilling to release their own fears
Reclaiming Masturbation in Five Soul-Saving Steps.
In my mind, I was either a sex/masturbation addict (which was wrong) or a dried-out prune (which was also wrong). It was not right.
Learning the Words “I Love You.”
What’s difficult is telling my boyfriend “I love you.” I do love him. But I’m just learning the words of love. It’s frustrating. It’s scary. It’s uncertain.
When Your Mind Travels at Warp Speed: Tips for Intense, Deep, Sensitive Thinkers.
You may have been told that you’re too intense. I hope more humans are being born who think a lot, feel a lot, know a lot, question a lot, and care a lot.
Letting Yourself Be Loved like a Goddess.
He loved the idea of me. He loved the shape of me. He loved the feel of me. He loved what I did for him. He did not love the heart and soul of me.
I Want to Be Free from This Prison.
My rib cage feels like iron bars representing a prison cell, my heartbeat like the sound of the death march as I await my time on death row.
For Breda: I Miss You. {poetry}
When I feed the fish and smile at their funny faces... when I sit with my back straight and palms in my lap, attempting to quiet my mind, I remember you.
Truth Will Return You To The Ecstasy of Your Own Heart.
If you want to open your heart, you must face the truth of why it was broken, why the great wall of your heart was constructed in the first place.
There Is Enough.
I have felt enough grief to know that almost everyone is mourning some loss. Almost everyone is struggling to make sense of a death.
Think You’re Ready for a Conscious Man? Know This: It Will Require Your All.
A man will be conscious and present to the same degree that you are actively radiating your love and allowing life force itself to roll through your being.