Counting Scars
Our differences are what make us unique humans. Continue reading Counting Scars
Our differences are what make us unique humans. Continue reading Counting Scars
Be proud of any attempt you have made to reach beyond the walls of your comfort zone. It is that stretching, reaching for something new, that keeps life progressing. Continue reading Reaching
Journey Life is just a journey. Not a destination. Places we’re going aren’t the places we’ve lived. Life is just a journey. Just an apparition. Another dream that we have something left to give. Life is just a journey. Just a hesitation. So no need to worry about things left undone. Life is just a journey. Be it fun or lonely. And no one can … Continue reading Journey, a poem
Launching this website about three years ago was one of many steps to externalizing my dreams. I am an introvert with anxiety and depression and, well, issues. My writing and art had always been private, as I never considered it professional. But it occurred to me that no one begins as a professional artist. What makes you a professional is taking the steps that lead … Continue reading Checking In
Your life is a book. It’s your story. You write it every day. Did you know that? Have you taken control of the author or narrator’s role to move your own character through their story arch? Sometimes I forget that the things I do are the result of my own decisions. Sometimes I get angry or bored or frustrated with my life. We all are … Continue reading A New Chapter of Your Life
Ghosts and vampires, Picnic table ants, Memories both good and bad. Scary monsters, Sexy witch or nurse, Dressing for lives we never had. Halloween candy’s Long gone by ten. Wear your costume anyway. No one’s watching, But your future selves. Be your own fun today! Continue reading Dancing with Your Future Self
I took some pictures. Things I’ve seen a thousand times or more. If home is where my memories live, these are the things that the walls are made of. Continue reading History of Me
This pretty purple pause brought to you by the people who work too hard, too long, for too little. Always remember that there is more to life than what you have planned, or even imagined. Continue reading Pretty Purple Pause
Morning comesAnd here I lie to myself,About my day.I’ll get things done,I have a plan to achieve,What i may.But I’m pretty clear,With honesty, I wont doAll that i plan.Ill end my day,Regretting that I had notTaken command.Perhaps i willPretend to go back in timeAnd do it right.Start again Right now, here. Get up. AchieveAll that I might. Continue reading All That I Might, a poem