Continuing to write fiction...one day at a time. If I were a different type of person, I could likely find a reason for such treason. I could blame my parents for being too strict, perhaps, in some cosmic sense, I'm to pay for the sins of my father...and maybe even the sins of my mother. … Continue reading The Adulteress
I've decided to start writing again...I don't really understand why I ever stop. I suppose it's because it drains me to think about topics and, then weave words that desire to be read. But here I go...again. "I am an adulteress." I repeated this to myself, as I searched the reflection in the mirror for … Continue reading New Fiction
My subconscious kept feeding me thoughts in the wee hours of the morning. They were simple, yet poignant. Halloween approaches, the veil between the worlds is getting thinner.
A pre-dawn reflection on edibles and life.
When there's nothing more for you to do. When everything is out of your hands, take the time to dance. It will bring happiness...and happiness raises your vibration. I'll be dancing with you.
Here I am, still trying to undo my constant skepticism and judgement of myself. I found something recently that gives me strength - I found my passion. It is unconventional, but knowing my ever evolving self, I would expect it to be nothing less. In the end, it is mine and I am happy to … Continue reading Enter The Naysayer
For years I've tried to visualize the life I wanted so I could somehow start working my way there. And for years, I struggled...I knew what I wanted, but could never get excited about it because I had no idea how it would come to be in my life. I could never have quite enough … Continue reading Finding Passion