Saturday, April 30, 2011

isnt it funny?

strange how two extremes can bring such balance. opposites. differences. crave one, moments later yearning for the other. to seek the middle ground is lost, trapped between two beautiful things wanted so badly. extended arms grasp at nothing but air, realizing seconds too late that what wants was never even there. tall dirty drifts. endless deep green ridgelines. concrete, ash, dirt, grey. silence broken by chaos dipped in caramel. I return again and settle between my two extremes. happy to know the differences, wisdom smiling in my heart.

Friday, April 29, 2011

words from mother angelou

Lyrical poetry is out for the time being, and something that is called rap or hip-hop is in. It is still poetry, and we can't live without it. We need language to tell us who we are, how we feel, what we're capable of — to explain the pains and glory of our existence.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

as night settles...

I settle into the solitude of my mind, peace falls over me like a deep blue mist in an enchanted forrest. I sink into the moment. My body melts away as I become one with the divine. All light within me gives way to darkness. Filled, saturated with wholeness I am the night. We are one.

Monday, April 18, 2011

creating a container of commitment

dedication shouldnot be taken lightly. when we commit to something, someone, or someplace, we establish roots that dont easily pull up. Knowing that you are exactly where you should be, doing exactly what Universe has planned for you, fills you with peace, love, and reason. a reason to live, to breathe, to be. trust the divine plan, strengthen your roots, create a solid core of commitment within you and allow it to flow over the edges, saturating all areas of your Life. PEACE

Thursday, April 14, 2011


"You Enjoy Savory Sensory Saturation" Yesss. Why not? Tickle me tease me taste me appease me, completely complacently courteously. Begin being. Now? Yesss. Explore externally experiencing explainable existence, then go deeper, seek what is out of reach. On the limb you'll find the fruit. <3 xo

Friday, April 08, 2011


finding that place inside, beneath the surface waves and circling storm, requires time. commitment. energy.   dedication... and LOVE. thank God for all my many blessings. I AM FREE