Even though the beginning seems dramatic, this story is a good one. It has a happy ending. There is growth and understanding. But I didn’t always know that. I could say that it all began the day I walked outside naked, but really that was the culmination. Maybe it began in January 2014, or back […]Read More The Journey Begins
I had two nights of vivid dreams in a row, featuring different men from past relationships. This is part two. Dream of the Dead Lion On the night of the 24th I was walking on a street with my boyfriend, B. In the dream the street was familiar. As we passed a house with a […]Read More Dreams (Pt. 2)
I’ve had vivid dreams the past two nights, after many months of haze or not remembering. Both featured men from past relationships. This is part one. Dream of the Messenger On the night of the 23rd I met the sister of the man (let’s call him S.) from my summer in India. I was elated. […]Read More Dreams (pt. 1)
Yesterday I almost walked directly into a sea lion that was laying on the beach. I’m not sure if it was sick or just tired, but as we approached it didn’t move. Walking with my boyfriend, we were distracted enough to not notice it until someone called out to us. Even then I looked around […]Read More Sea Lion. I am Listening.
The days are passing so quickly and as I hold my breath waiting for it slow down, I find my lungs on fire, ready to burst. The world is not slowing around me. Every chakra in my body has blockages. The root to solar plexus are so bogged down that barely an energy is trickling […]Read More Awaiting Inspiration
On September 22nd, the Autumnal Equinox, I went for a magical moonlit hike to celebrate my boyfriends birthday (born on Sept. 21st). Months ago he’d read about full moon hikes at Mount Lassen, a nearby volcano, so we were excited to finally get out there. We weren’t let down. It was both a beautiful shared experience, […]Read More Moonlit Hike at Mt. Lassen
I’m tired. Feeling worn down. Drained. I need a new vibration to adhere to. I’ve been turning to focus on healing past sexual trauma in my life, and now I just feel a deep need to rest. How do I stop trying to be perfect? I decided to start writing poetry again. I used to […]Read More Prayers