(2013)
I wrote this while in Costa Rica and experiencing culture shock. It's interesting how my writings have different meanings for me each time I read them.
Trapped in a fishbowl put on display for all to observe. Just keep swimming, back and forth… Most choose to ignore or worse, judge.
The ego experiences less pain when the realization that nothing… I tend to behave as an introvert m… wrapped up in the contents of my m… It’s a jungle in there and I love…
Can addiction to joy be compared to that of sadness? Can the lost little girl drink tea with the Hatter and all his Madne… If love is the nature of the soul,
Memories pass by, pass through. The heavy ones hit hard. Great posture can help one stand
Oh, limiting mind, how I loathe thee... I make efforts, you show me inadequacy. Treading this desert in search of…
Earning my stripes and loving it. The mysteries in life can remain just that: unknown,
Scribbles Unintentional Manipulated Panic The classroom door slams shut. Silence makes the chair screech The American flag never looked so…
Perhaps my greatest fear... the inability to unconditionally l… myself and others, including the world. Circumstances and situations
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;
Flowing through the flesh of my bo… vibrations aligning with my pulse. Ego deteriorates and my soul is fu… In this moment of transcendence Clouds roll over.
Walk in small steps and remember, We’re dancing we’re just dancing for those moments
1). World of possibility veiled in the hands of a little gi… faded out of consciousness... 2).
Finding effortlessness in the healing process through acceptance and creativity. Every part of me makes up my entir… No need to hate
If beauty permeated the earth the way we wished it did... on a concentrated level like a jar packed tight with firef… could the beauty be recognized?
Let go of Ego Shake it out Laugh it off None of this is personal. Clouds rush by,