The Happy Place

On the brink of sadness, yet filled with extreme joy, I feel happiness like a drug. My heart floating, my brain resting on a cloud and energy pulsing through my veins, screaming with love and strength, emulating growth and higher existence, just demanding that I listen. Putting spiritual context into words is one of my greatest challenges. … More The Happy Place

My Things

I may share my things with others, others may share their things with me. My things may be touched, altered or moved by others, just as I may touch alter or move their things, but the fact remains: My things are my mine. I am solely responsible, I am in control and that which I … More My Things

The Beauty of Acceptance

Social cues, restrictions and expectations are very strange. The mannerisms, our conversations and behaviors often baffle me. I am convinced that we are certainly, without a doubt, the strangest of all the planet’s creatures. We lead confusing, convoluted lives that are overcomplicated by continuos stimulation and distraction leading to exorbitant stress levels that are literally killing … More The Beauty of Acceptance

The Cut

Cutting the cord The one that binds us to the beautiful yet tragic thing we’d rather die for than let go That cut The one final move Consequence of hours, days, years of struggle, grasping to hold on… The last move, the final stroke The ultimate slice in a heart full of beautiful pain Seeping … More The Cut

Lost Loves

I morn you. Morn your loss daily. All of you – my lost loves. You are morned. With a full and open heart you are morned, loved, hated, appreciated and remembered. I am grateful for your existence, hateful for your departure All the while, full feeling love, sad losing love and hopeful knowing love. I … More Lost Loves