This is it. LIFE. The twists and the turns, the highs and the lows. For better or for worse.

Don’t trust the vision. It’s tainted with haves and have-n… possibilities lost with the percep… current reality obscured by lookin… the present moment thrown away

Memories pass by, pass through. The heavy ones hit hard. Great posture can help one stand

Whoa! Is this happening? Awareness of fear to the point of… Realizing limitations and their im… The mind can be a concrete wall

Little girl, you’re as pretty as a… Standing there all sheep and shy,… You’re a field of flowers of vario… here to inspire beauty and bring p… Let those bees stop by and pollina…

Woke up with laughter there’s no sense chasing after what is not yet here. Sunspots on forest floors, tell me, Love, where is the door?

I write because my head gets cramm… Then I continue to write because… Where is all this coming from? What more is there? What happens when I stop taking t…

It’s been way too long. It’s been way too long since I’ve shown myself love without the feeling of obligation. One day is too long.

She died and they viewed it as a t… Salvation was not hers. The real tragedy is their judgment as it limits them from seeing the life she lived;

brittle bones held together by lay… fragile minds profoundly affected… our hearts hold strength but can,… depending on our process and what… proving the existence of a bond be…

Walk in small steps and remember, We’re dancing we’re just dancing for those moments

Perhaps my greatest fear... the inability to unconditionally l… myself and others, including the world. Circumstances and situations

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…

Scribbles Unintentional Manipulated Panic The classroom door slams shut. Silence makes the chair screech The American flag never looked so…