Poetry Series – Winter is Coming

I started getting signs before I knew that they were signs. Even now as I get them, if I try to figure out what they mean, I almost never do. I need to step back and look at the world around me, and the situations I’m in for what they are without the emotional attachmentContinue reading “Poetry Series – Winter is Coming”

Poetry Series – Spiritual Encounters

I don’t surround myself with enough people that speak of spiritual experiences and sometimes it means I feel incredibly alone. When I have dreams that scare me and deter me from speaking about mine, I secretly believe it’s the evil in the world attacking me while I sleep. I genuinely believe in the war betweenContinue reading “Poetry Series – Spiritual Encounters”

Poetry Series – Infinite

My favorite things to hear will always be things that someone hesitates to say before finally confessing. There is something beautiful about knowing something is a risk and leaning into it anyways. I love being a witness, being on the receiving end, of those moments. I think the most magical thing we can do isContinue reading “Poetry Series – Infinite”

Poetry Series – Messenger Dove

Sometimes I feel like the closer I get to myself, the further I get from the world around me. The more I zero in on and appreciate the little things and the synchronicities in life, the more disconnected I feel from the humanness that I’ve been trying so desperately to hold on to in hopesContinue reading “Poetry Series – Messenger Dove”

Poetry Series – Dream Girl

Yesterday my son walked into the kitchen and said “Mom, do you ever know things and you don’t know how but you are really sure about them and then they come true?”. Yes baby, absolutely. All the time, actually. I took the opportunity to explain to him that I think if we stay open toContinue reading “Poetry Series – Dream Girl”

Poetry Series – Tell Me Your Signs

My emotional intensity sometimes leaves growth and facing my fears feels like fighting literal demons. From the outside looking in, if I were transparent in those moments, I’m sure I’d look like I’m losing my mind. In those moments, I feel like I am just a little bit. I also believe, though, that I requireContinue reading “Poetry Series – Tell Me Your Signs”

Eyes Black, Heart Attack

The second time I admitted myself into the hospital, part of what drove me there was not understanding the strange things I was starting to experience. I thought, certainly, that I must be going crazy. I still don’t always understand what I’m seeing, hearing, feeling – but it’s gotten a bit easier to allow myselfContinue reading “Eyes Black, Heart Attack”