(2013)
I wrote this while in Costa Rica and experiencing culture shock. It's interesting how my writings have different meanings for me each time I read them.
The winter months are coming the cold welcomes in darkness the days get shorter and light starts to fade. This is a familiar place
Goddess: I’ve admired you from afar; intrigued by what my eyes see and how my heart feels.
Flowing through the flesh of my bo… vibrations aligning with my pulse. Ego deteriorates and my soul is fu… In this moment of transcendence Clouds roll over.
Melting, melting, my barriers are… old beliefs formed as a child begi… as truth comes forth to replace th… I move past this victim role & beg… I express gratitude for your prese…
Speaking up and Shutting up Finding a voice Finding many voices With tongues
Perhaps my greatest fear... the inability to unconditionally l… myself and others, including the world. Circumstances and situations
Sometimes my vision shifts to gray and people become masses of chaos, unrecognizable balls of energy sur… nothing is exciting or intriguing it’s all rather fucked, isn’t it?
Green trees needles fading to pale blue wave an ominous hello pavement clouds hover
Creeping Creeping CREEPING through our minds! Dense fog
Sometimes I’m an emotional weirdo… Sometimes I just wanna turn my br… Sometimes I forget that we all go… and sometimes I remember the speci… Seeing beauty in the inconsistency…
Whoa! Is this happening? Awareness of fear to the point of… Realizing limitations and their im… The mind can be a concrete wall
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
Anger from Awareness of unnecessary violence. The ability to feel It reveals Pain’s sources. A bigger picture Now,
What terrifies me most is what I’m made of. A personal trauma-filled past and the accumulated karma of centuries of manipulation and d…
As a white female living in a colo… I don’t know what it’s like to step outside and fear for my life. Sure there’s being in the wrong pl…