I finally knew where I was going, so why was the road so dark?
I desperately wanted to be rescued, but I had to fall before I could see that my rescuer had been with me the whole time.
Instead of fighting our fear, what if we gave it a useful purpose instead?
We all know how it ends, so who do we want to be when we get there?
Movement might be proof of life, but stillness helps us come to life.
It won't be terribly obvious because it is still the longest blog name you've ever forgotten over and over, but I now own a domain. I can now perch atop my throne of words and look over my kingdom with an air of superiority like the cat my family just adopted. Ah, taking in my … Continue reading To Give You Words
(Inside out) Haiku for a friend who did one-handed push-ups, among other memorable feats, and left us too soon.
Until we see another's reality, their story is a myth easily dismissed. Gaining perspective is why we're here, so open your eyes, ears, and heart.
Where sexual struggles meet personal revelation. [Mature Content for a Mature Audience]