Do you believe in fairytales?

She dreamt of him each night. She smelled the scent of his cologne. She knew every golden fleck in his eyes. She felt his hand on her arm. She could feel his passionate intensity as he walked toward her. His glance was pure and sweet. She remembered his touch. She didn't know his name. They…

A girl. A city. In love.

She wrote stories of a time she hadn't lived. She longed for sunshine days filled with the sweet smell of floral markets and pleasant smiles. She remembered the amber pendants hanging from iron columns. She felt her soul being called backwards; to a time and place that no longer existed. Some called her an old…

When among the stars..

When you look at the night sky, what do you feel? Do you see an essence of yourself floating off in wanderlust? You feel your soul set free as you glide, at peace and remarkably graceful. A tattered ribbon of who you once were gently rests upon the ground where you sat. You have been…

When you smile..

Did you know that when you smile the entire world leaps to catch a glimpse? To capture the sight of such inexpiable beauty - unable to be justified to the human eyes. Such grace, such magnificence, such transparency of earthly elegance. Do you see it?  Do you feel it? Feel it to the depths of…

Flower Moon.

During an intense time in her life, she rose to see herself as a flower blooming for the first time.  She stood in the field surrounded by openness and promise.  Not a moment too soon, as she inhaled the sweet scent of wildflowers, she was filled with strength in a way she had never felt…

Words of wisdom

When seeking wisdom to travel through life's bumpy road, one tends to create scenarios of confusion, rather than clarity. To become what we are afraid to see ourselves as is often a challenge far bigger than we can comprehend. To be what we most fear, to be the icon - the beacon - the trailblazer…

Created for More.

She was born to create. There were no obstacles that deter her from being who she was meant to be. She is here to make a difference. She is here to bring peace. In times of uncertainty, she relied on her passion to see her through. In those times, she created waves of love. Waves…

Free.

Encapsulated by darkness; a dense fog that overshadowed her being. She sat peacefully in the moment, intending for the fog to dissipate through the goodness of her soul. Gently, she spoke the words "I am me.."  Slowly and infinitely, she waited.  At ease in the present. To be utterly patient wasn't easy, yet she overcame…

When I return..

At the time, I thought I was satisfied. I thought I had had enough of your brilliance to fulfill my thirst. I was ready to move on. Here I sit, months later, thinking of your beauty and reminiscing of the fairytale that surrounds you. How I miss your essence and grace. I long to see…

When it hurts.

Some days you know you can conquer your dreams, while others leave you breathless with agony. For the days filled with agony and sorrow of yesterday, remember who you are today. A memory isn't always to be remembered as it felt. To preserve your now, remember yesterday for who you were then. When it hurts,…

The Season of Grief.

She longed to see his eyes. She missed the way his lips gently smiled when she came into his sight. She had gotten used to his voice. The way he said her name. The way he looked deeply into her eyes. His scent lingered throughout the space. She could feel him there. Each year that…

That’s when I knew..

The day my world turned black, I felt something coursing within me.  Something I had never felt before, a spark per say.  I clutched my chest and fell to the floor. When I awoken I saw a beautiful glow.  A faint crimson color brushing past my sight.  I knew my world had changed, yet I…

Balsam Winds.

As the winds struck the cords of glass, she rose. Blanketing her shoulders in precious wool, she grew breathless. Christmas was approaching; a change of spirit. Consumed by feelings of overwhelming joy, she set out for a winter's night stroll. A crystal star shooting across the navy sky, she gazed above. Trees illuminated by moonlight…

Solitude.

Clouded in the comfort of fibers surrounding her tired body, she lay still. Her mind was flooded with tasks that seemed trivial at the moment. She listened. Waiting patiently for a sign. Her weakened soul had needed rest. Quiet, peace, and solitude. The chilly air breezing across her skin reminded her that she was vibrantly…