Bluesky is filled with amazing things I often forget about. People just follow me on there, and I’m not as active as I’d like to be. Then I remember who follows me, and it reminds me we are all human. As a writer, it is good to have other writers in your presence. And you…in…
Category: childlike wonder
Marvel At Yourself
No one talks about how it feels to reach a goal. There is a freedom in a sense – but not as though you were trapped. Your mind understands more from what you’ve been through, and your navigational skills are off the charts. However, your goals should only be for you. Impressing a crowd is…
Great News!
I wokeup to an incredible email, and couldn’t be happier! Last week, I submitted my art to The Writing Fae, and it was accepted! I am so grateful for this opportunity. I typically push my writing, but I have a ton of Fantasy themed art work, both by traditional mediums and digital. I am unsure…
✨My Inner Child✨
She has awoken, fully, I would say. She has healed. She’s being true to herself. She loves where she is in life. She feels safe. It is like my garden – it never truly died, it needs proper care. That is, my imagination. I adorn myself how I see fit, trinkets, orbs, glitter and shine….
As I Create
As I Create Power within waiting Power isn’t seen Power creates galaxies The glimmering The sheen Tipped by all around me Inspired by those who dwell Heaven at my door step I simply ignore hell Life on Earth will change I’m making it that way Emboldened by my existence Yet, maybe I can sway Everything…
What I Want
It has panned out simply because I allowed. It is hard…integrity is hard. It is trying…but patience is a virtue. But it’s mine. I made it so.
Busy Busy Busy
For a moment, I thought I’d run out of photos to use for my interviews. I was taking them as to not always need to take more. This one sufficed, for the most part. I wonder – will I need more? I scroll through and answer everything for two brief features on Instagram, I’m saving…
Subtle – A Poem
The renditions are the same Bland, severed and mundane Yet they want everyone to be sane Except there’s no conductor for the train I jumped from the assembly line And lived a life full of divine One that my own, where I shine Where I can be myself, not charged a fine But lately from…
