There is an undeniable beauty about the winter The quiet emptiness of muffled steps over blankets of snow In the darkness of night we make space for dreams - Of springtime, of new lovers, blossoms peaking out From sleepy rapture as we yawn and stretch in layers of blankets. My heart echoes steps falling deep… Continue reading the winter
Tag: Poetry Blog
What if…
In honor of this beautiful, transformative full moon in Pisces, I wrote this poem for you. I haven't written poetry in a while actually, so it's a bit clunky and I'm getting warmed up again. This full moon has been feeling kind of like a culmination and invitation to start embodying my "harvest season". Harvesting… Continue reading What if…
letters from my divine self pt 1
You will plant, water, and flower seeds that you cannot even fathom yet. Stay open to whatever comes your way, be curious and follow what resonates with you. Don’t be afraid of the many beautiful possibilities of life, even the “scary” ones can lead you to undiscovered expansion. Trust every moment, no matter what may… Continue reading letters from my divine self pt 1
June 29
you are the light that spills out of windows and the comfort of rain against glass
Awakening
I thought that it would be a flash and a boom And the world would go dark. I thought that all at once Light would spew out of me Erasing any imperfection, Pocket of darkness And propel me back Into the waiting arms of the divine. There was no flash. There was no noise. Only… Continue reading Awakening
06/02
Yin yang twisted into our bodiesLove is the meaning of duality #blackouttuesday
31/05
America, America God shed his grace on thee
05/29
Hello!! So, I know the news is terrifying and riots and racism are plaguing the country. We should not ignore that. But if you're ready to take a little break from fear and disaster, I have some news I'm really excited about!! I just released my first single today!!! I made it with my brother… Continue reading 05/29
27/05
I feel the familiar tingle of energy electrifying my spine uncoiling from the base, slithering up and tickling my nerves. I am exploding with light
May 19
love laughing in cords of green tangled vines
Too Far From the Sun 