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 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…

Before I stepped into my power, before I found my path.

I was a girl. Caught up in a religion I did not believe in, bound by the constraints of wanting to please, I was drowning. It has not been an easy path to get to where I am today. It has been filled with tragedies and heartache, grief, trauma and disappointments, but a hell of…