Her mind runs rampant, drawing circles in the serene water. She takes a moment to soak in her reflection, yearning for her heart to be tauter. She envelops herself in a familiar warmth, yet this warmth is not synonymous. Harmony had been found in days prior, feeling around, all that arrives is bleakness. The foolishness… Continue reading Complacency
Ah, the age of technology and information. If any of us have a question about anything we can type it into a myriad of search engines and have the answer instantaneously. So many of us thrive on this constant flow of information, yet we do not realize that this flow, while constant, is generally scattered.… Continue reading So you think your zodiac sign explains everything huh?
Before one comes to the light, they are usually enveloped in complete darkness, just as in the womb. Everyone is being taught that one can simply, “choose a better thought,” or “don’t entertain the negative thoughts and life will be just peachy.” I have even been guilty of attempting to shine the light so brightly that it straight disorientates people, and turns them off. When shining light into darkness it is important to remember that this creates shadows.
General discomfort, symptoms of restlessness form. Allow the emotion, go inside it. Experience the fullness, acceptance and gentle freedom. Scattered, yet trudging through the desert with the weight of an elephant, is it possible to get to the other side? Weighted down, or nothing at all. Desperate to find the wherewithal. A paradox, when the… Continue reading Heart Open Flow
Astrology, Smoshtrology?
Spoken words, while lively, are fumbled about with, met with a familiar understanding. An array of information exchanged, thoughts and ideas, floating about in the energy, expounding from the individual aura. As a white light encompasses those, we choose to direct our energy. Love abounding from source, is always interpreted from perspective. The consensus views… Continue reading The Garden
Islands of hope in a sea of sorrow, trying to avoid those those that are hollow. Wanting the most, never to boast. Swinging time on the clock, wanting to walk down every block. I'm somebody to no one, but to the greatest I am a song un-sung. Floating away with an empty head, yearning to… Continue reading Consuming the Mind
