Dear Future Self, I hope you’re still a lover. That you still hold space for the curving into another, the moments meant for only you. I hope you never get too tired to keep growing. Staying the same can be easier in the moment but harder in the long run; we’re not meant to be…
A Letter to Later #500wordsaday – Day 23
Dear Future Self, I hope you’re still a lover. That you still hold space for the curving into another, the moments meant for only you. I hope you never get too tired to keep growing. Staying the same can be easier in the moment but harder in the long run; we’re not meant to be…
Looking & Listening #500wordsaday – Day 22
I walk up to the window, open my arms, bend my knees, wiggle my fingers and say – “Show yourself, snow bunnies!”. A winter wonderland surrounds the room – wide, white windows, snow contrasting wood; low visibility makes the trees stand out more than usual in the back drop of flurry mist. Candice sits behind…
Sex, Shaving, Yoga & Poetry #500wordsaday – Day 21
The first time I learned about sex I cried. It’s safe to say a large portion of my reaction was likely due to my middle sister’s delivery of the new information – she made it sound so violent and invasive. We were on a family walk and when we were out of ear shot from…
The Tooth Fairy #500wordsaday – Day 20
The last tooth I ever lost? I pulled it out on my own. Well, with the help of a balloon topper, but it was my own volition that urged me to bite down on the rubber blow piece, hard, and pull. The tooth had been somewhat loose already…I think…but it no where near ready for…
Powder #500wordsaday – Day 19
Reiki yoga blue eyes, things are spinning tilted now Mornings spent riding in the snow, just us and open white hills Today was the first time I felt like I was riding, riding, riding So fun to be riding with a partner. Strangely new yet slightly familiar territory, a moment there of losing balance, of…
To Showing Up & Doing The Work #500wordsaday – Day 18
February 1st. New month. I’ve paid less attention to it than usual. Normally I pounce on 1st’s as the perfect opportunity to begin some type of demanding idealistic re-set. They pretty much never fully fruition and then I almost always feel shittier. But this February 1st the perfectionist in me seems to be a bit…
Mercy #500wordsaday – Day 17
One of those days where you start a whole bunch of little things and spend more time than usual standing in one spot thinking about how to go about your ways rather than actually just going… and everything gets chipped at but not completed and spiraling that hasn’t visited in awhile starts to chime in…
Singing & Slippers #500wordsaday – Day 16
Singing in the shower, throat chakra belting before I even realized words were coming out of my mouth. Songs I’ve never cared for before, a desire for more leads me there but on other notes, keys, paces. Singing and hearing your own voice give off the sound and song you’ve been searching for. In it…
There are no boundaries up Here in Heaven #500wordsaday – Day 15
You have a choice. Every moment of every day you have a choice. Whether it’s the moment you wake up, 1:37pm in the afternoon or 8:18pm at night – you have a choice on how to carry forward. At any time You Say you can start over, turn the page, close the door, open it, paint…
All Options Open #500wordsaday – Day 14
Someone just asked me what I write about every day. “What’s the title?”, he asked. I replied, “I don’t know yet, I don’t know until I’m done with the piece!” He said it was so much harder that way, all options open. Yup, I said, yup. All options open. Yeah, that use to really stress…
All Options Open #500wordsaday – Day 14
Someone just asked me what I write about every day. “What’s the title?”, he asked. I replied, “I don’t know yet, I don’t know until I’m done with the piece!” He said it was so much harder that way, all options open. Yup, I said, yup. All options open. Yeah, that use to really stress…
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