A Constriction of the Soul

Deep pockets of gloom,anger sits like a sieve on the soil (soul).You are alone in this uncertain place. To acknowledge a life that is broken,seams frayed like the edgesof your forgotten joy,discarded on a shelf 20 years ago.It is time to dig yourself out of this nightmaredisguised as a dream.A dream down a rabbit holeContinue reading “A Constriction of the Soul”

Bonds We Build & Break

Lately, early mornings have given me time to spend time appreciating myself more. I’ll read, I’ll write, drink cacao like a ritual and move my body in ceremony to honor another sunrise. This space I’ve carved out for myself also gives me to time to reflect and connect with the people I can still feel.Continue reading “Bonds We Build & Break”