My Muse

I am well versed in the language of grief. With a deep understanding of its ebbs and flows, I have learnt to accept that some days it’s okay to not be okay. Grief so tightly woven into the tapestry of life, nothing remains that has been untainted by its touch. Finding beauty within darkness, finding…

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It’s been six years since I tried to take my own life.

A slave to my depression, completely out of touch with my body and soul, I could not see life through my pain. I share this with you now to show you, it does get better. That you can be consumed by darkness and shadowed thoughts, and still survive, and eventually thrive. I share this with…

As though spiritual growth has an age limit

When people come to me for a reading, sit before me, and see youth across my face, I see their eyes flicker with doubt. As though spiritual growth has an age limit, and trauma is only mastered by the old. I see as they think, how could anyone under the age of 30 have any…

It’s a new month and I can’t help but feel something has changed.

There has been a deep stirring within me for a while now, and it seems October is screaming for sudden growth. The winds speak to me of new beginnings, and there is a lightness in the air. Aligning perfectly with spring the blooms of my life are starting to open, and for the first time…