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They have stories to tell. The invisible ones.
Value anyone who.communicates with you at a high level of truthfulness. It’s priceless.
Sometimes, when I remember, I die again.
“What day is it?”
“It’s today,” squeaked Piglet.
“My favourite day,” said Pooh.
- A. A. Milne
The way the light moves between trees.
One breath at a time.
Flood me with wonder.
Come home to self.
The ache of real.
The loneliness of dreaming / under a bold crescent moon.
There’s love and there’s love and there’s love … then there’s love.
The meaningfulness of the smaller things.
Planting love in the drift of midnight.
The moon lives in the lining of your skin.. ~ Neruda
Existentialist philosophy will have me believe I end at my skin … but what of the Subtle self …
Just hearing your name. / And I am undone, / all over again.
Walking down the same street / looking at past selves.
Don’t feel loyal to your trauma.
I write, I read, I dream about psychotherapy, poetry & philosophy. I am a Diva, a Goddess, a BuddhaBabe. I am rather edgy. This is for me, not you.