a verb haiku
(2015)
Can addiction to joy be compared to that of sadness? Can the lost little girl drink tea with the Hatter and all his Madne… If love is the nature of the soul,
Sonny’s blues... the cup of trembling shaking within. Making sense of suffering and wondering
I am blessed with emptiness. A vessel to be filled then spilled all over humanity,
Memories pass by, pass through. The heavy ones hit hard. Great posture can help one stand
My target is the life hiding insid… The traumatized, the victims Who don't yet know they're survivo… Who walk around with an intense Mostly overwhelming sense of dread
I’m not that great at loving mysel… CORRECTION: I am learning the… How we speak to ourselves, our int… is so crucial to our self-worth. From these thoughts come the actio…
Green trees needles fading to pale blue wave an ominous hello pavement clouds hover
There’s so much to learn and so many teachers. This life is a never-ending equati… on the chalkboard of time. I am grateful for each and every e…
Woke up enveloped with fear and de… Crying uncontrollably as the day b… Pain from my past seeping into my… The struggle within can no longer… can no longer be pushed further an…
Woke up with laughter there’s no sense chasing after what is not yet here. Sunspots on forest floors, tell me, Love, where is the door?
You can get the girl without keeping the girl. If you want a lesson on impermanen… and how to enjoy life’s momentarin… I’m your girl.
Perhaps my greatest fear... the inability to unconditionally l… myself and others, including the world. Circumstances and situations
I’ve been thinkin’ a lot about wha… “Used” is not a feeling... it implies blame to another for my… it’s a way of escaping the respons… and repressing the power I hold
Walk in small steps and remember, We’re dancing we’re just dancing for those moments
Oh, how the almighty have fallen because they have sadly forgotten that the higher the tower, that insatiable desire for power; the more unstable it becomes,