This Urge Is Bigger Than Me

“I Just write, I have to write… I Sometimes Feel as if my writing is something bigger than I am.” ~Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie~ 

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A blog. A beautiful, and sometimes ugly place, where I can create. If I write a story about winning the lottery, it’s okay. It doesn’t matter if I really won. I can write about visiting a purple beach where the fish give high fives and dance on the water, it’s okay. If I paint a

Accepting Self

Standing here Admiring my reflection  with nothing more than my heart rings  and a black tee I’ve grown more accepting and comfortable with You. I love the person  you have blossomed into. And although your progress is lifelong, I salute the beauty and composition of You. ME.  Beauty in Acceptance. Growth is Constant. Thank you

06/28/15 Haiku

Inhale. Exhale. Breathe. What is life, if not living? Love. Live. Namaste.

Dark Shadows

Out the corners of my eye, I see you standing there, As well as sense your presence. Turning my head to look, There was nothing. Again, Movement from another dark space. Never connecting with a clear view, But always feeling you… Near. Energy is neither created nor destroyed. Whose energy, or spirit am I entertaining? Longing

Three Words A Day Challenge #2

Greetings. Here is another attempt at writing while including three of the five words provided… The words are: defend, planet, takes, when, single Easy. Simple. Free Space to create. Let’s give it a go shall we… Not one more SINGLE day will I allow fear to rule over love. WHEN I DEFEND love, Peace TAKES