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Love is…

Only in loving yourself can you take the surplus and radiate it outwards. Even a little loves goes a long way. And it starts with you. It is a continual journey, it is life itself. Joy shared is doubled. Burdens shared, halved. Ego is a double edged sword – it does, to my mind, all […]

Stubborn Hearts

Tenacity in and of itself is considered a worthwhile quality. Alongside perseverance and persistence. When 90% is telling you that it’s impossible but the remaining 10% is your own doubts, smothered in an inexorable super power – that which we call hope. What sets all of that apart for me, is whether or not you […]

Why do we dream?

Why do we dream? Our moment should be when we are in full command of our consciousness so that the metaphorical bubble cannot burst when we are not yet ready to inhale the harsh air that is reality. Surreal … In our dreams we can be anything. Face any fears. Or be unwitting bystanders to […]

Writers Block

Writers Block

So, it’s kind of in the title. I have always loved to write. Fiction, non-fiction, songs and poems. I was one of those girls who kept a diary. Then I turned into an adult. Now writing is something I have to consciously make time for. And the fact of the matter is, I don’t do […]

Know Yourself

It’s so easy to get lost in other people. Relationships, be they platonic or that other thing, can completely swamp your personality. We are all taught that we will need to bend a little, compromise and accept the other person for who they were when we met them and who they become when they’re with […]

(Unnamed 3) (May 2008)

Tiptoeing on shadows, am I Fleeting contact that flees from the light Yet its born of the light And a child of the night Beast of both, burden I loathe Soldiering on feelings, am I Unbidden gems that rely on sight Yet they don’t use my sight Can’t be suppressed by might Child of rage, […]

Truth (April 2008)

What is truth? Does it have a place anymore? Based on our memories, maybe Fluid as our heart driven core Is it justice? No, that’s a political game Based on the evidence, maybe Changeable as the blame Can it feel? Know how to find its way back home? Based on morality, maybe In the truth […]