A Slice of Happiness & A Sliver of My Broken Heart

Last night I had two glasses of wine, and I never weed and wine, so I went to bed remarkably sober. As I laid there, I attempted a short meditation, unassisted by weed. Some would call this praying, so I suppose that’s what I did. As with any call for assistance, I asked for some…

The Adulteress

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….

New Fiction

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…

The Witching Hour Was Active Last Night…

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. 

When There’s Nothing Left To Do

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.