A Destination Within a Destination 

I have many homes. Each one is beautiful  in its unsteadiness, its story, its existence, the memories, its smell, the small, silent whispers the people, its shelter, the walls that saw it all, and most importantly, they are all mine. -- The girl who traveled through unfamiliar doors. Only to realize they all began with... Continue Reading →

Silence the Thunder with Rain

"You're not real, but I am." To know the difference is freedom.  To realize your scream is presence. To understand your words is expression. To hold on when you want to let go is strength. A thought is only a thought until you let it grow. Don't let its roots cause the grass to fade,... Continue Reading →

Am I replanting the wrong seed? 

I'm wallowing in the ashes of a person I once knew.  She was smiley and cheery,  dedicated to her muse. I've cried, trying to cause a rebirth of her existence. To find something familiar, unstoppable, like a weed. I'm scared to cross over to the new, flourishing grass. To realize that this ashen state only... Continue Reading →

The Past, Present, and Future Freedom

Four years ago I celebrated the 4th of July with a morning hike with my sister & best friend, Lindsay Austin and her amazing family too! ❤️ Reaching the top of that mountain and understanding the reward of the view, the knowledge that I had achieved something, and the comfort of knowing my path down... Continue Reading →

Curiosity Killed the Cat….

Captivated and still slow moving up a hill. The steepness rises my footsteps fall down, all. The summer breeze brings wind light and soft, from underneath a birds wing. Whistle a lullaby a whispered rhyme, something I can decipher with all of this time. ....but satisfaction brought it back.

Blurred Vision

The morning sun peaks through the shades cutting, molding his face. His chest rises and falls. I'm captivated by what my tired eyes think they see. Mosaic art pieced together by shadows and light. I look for those attributes. They calm a nightmare. They lull me to sleep. They make my heart race. Slowly his... Continue Reading →

Outside a Bay Window

The world goes silent her eyes look past what is seen. Nothing exists; Daydreaming. Thoughts become red musical notes dancing around the tree outside the bay window. A brisk wind carries them away, transforming into round, purple polka dots on her daughter’s dress, on her 5th birthday. Laughter ignites warm smiles and birthday hats. She... Continue Reading →

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