Wind

a gentle breeze morphs into a tempest where trees once danced and bowed before a dormant power they dig their roots in deeper anchored—they sway drunk on the wind's power, unable to stand upright a lonely boat rests in the harbour at the complete mercy of a wild master. Wind shows up when and how... Continue Reading →

What I didn’t know was missing

I've always been an independent person. I was the strong-willed child that knew what she wanted, the edgy teen who didn't take flack from anyone, and the travelling idealist looking for a place to put roots down—in her own time.

Fan Friday: About Sex

The more we separate sex and love the greater our loneliness inside commitment will be.

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