Formally grafted through the lens of social conditioning we reach a predictable point in life where we begin to ask the question 'Who am I?' or 'Why am I here?'. The composed structure of a song we thought was ours, suddenly feels like the kind of music we 'used' to listen to, a familiar beat...
As we embark upon a new year, with resolutions that are made, are like that of an all excited 'inflation' of a balloon, only to pop within the coming weeks leaving your ‘hands open’ and nothing but the remains of an idea that ‘seemed’ good at the time...
Self love to me is an interesting term that regularly gets taken out of context. It's like we become kids in a candy shop and our human desires and needs become the most important element. What do I mean by this? Well there is a line between what self love is and being narcissistic. Where we are taught in the 'modern spiritual bypassing' to go 'within', to love self first. I agree with this to a level, however, there is a...
We give. We love. We hurt. We laugh. This is our human experience. In a world full of multi dimensional distractions we can lose sight of our inner strength, our inner worth, our inner voice. Then we begin on an epic journey to find that voice as we begin the dance of polarity between the head and the heart. And often get lost in translation wondering is this the voice of my head or my heart? In the moments of confusion, we must silent...
In the essence of deliverance of a soulful embrace She opens the doors to her heart But only to a select few Opening with a cautious optimism For the fall could be like the intolerable stir in the cauldron Of 'loves' exquisite alchemy A place that keeps the seeker intrigued The wanting of more In the desire of feeding That which is never satiated The recipe built from Rigid instructions which only Encourage the wild heart to rebel To go outside of societal instructions To create her own Taste that is 'out of the ordinary' She takes a...