You’re not forever

You’re not forever

You’re not forever. You’re a piece of forever. You’re the one. Who pierces my heart and breaks it free. You’re not the only one. And the preciousness we share will be none the less precious for it. I know you. You know me. Don’t think for...
Everyone is dirty

Everyone is dirty

Everyone is dirty. Everyone is sweaty. No one brushes their hair. Ever. It’s so refreshing to be around dirty people. To be around sweaty people. To have everyone just love each other and not give a shit. Really see each other for who they are, not what they...
The stories I want to share

The stories I want to share

I have written so much these last few days, and it all feels too raw still to share. There are stories I want to tell you and people I want to sit down with and thank from the bottom of my heart: people for whom my presence may be nothing more than a passing interest,...
LOVE’S DEEPER COMMITMENT

LOVE’S DEEPER COMMITMENT

LOVE’S DEEPER COMMITMENT Let’s not commit to a future together. The future is so unknown, and we are so fluid, and tired of pretending that we know. Our thoughts and feelings are ever-changing, uncontrollable, like a wild ocean of love. Our desires wax and wane; our...
Do you want to paddle?

Do you want to paddle?

“For sure, you’re the commander here. You have the more power. He will follow you, but you have to paddle, and paddle hard if you want to catch the wave.” Breathing deeply, as another little piece of my heart pings open and I force myself to hold his...
Can you trust me?

Can you trust me?

Can you trust me? Those four words and the way he looked at me pulled at something that had long since been forgotten, or had simply refused to be acknowledged. How rare to find someone whose energy speaks so powerfully as to awaken sleeping mountains. …...
I am not who you think I am

I am not who you think I am

I am not who you think I am. Do not put your expectations upon me, because they are yours, not mine. I will not ask of you anything, because it is your journey, not mine. I am not your responsibility. You don’t have to fix me, or nurture me, or save me. I am not...
Looks are over-rated

Looks are over-rated

She was old and world-weary, ugly and patched up where she’d been weather beaten, seen too much sun and fought too many waves. I didn’t want her. Judgement is a bitch, and how you judge one is how you judge yourself. As if to prove a point, she was...
Hard work

Hard work

I got told last night that I seemed like hard work (to hit on). What is it about someone needing to make an effort to get to know me that I took to be a bad thing? Is there still a part of me or our collective feminine – which believes women need to be comely...
A life well lived

A life well lived

We have such different ideas of what constitutes a life well lived. Do you look for the next thing to make the adrenalin course through your veins to remind you that you’re human and immortal or do you crave the quiet and peace of an easy life? It doesn’t...