Say Something

I have an insecurity that haunts me. That is having direct conversation with people and having to speak. The space can change, but the result stays the same. Face time, direct conversation, on the phone, web conferencing all different settings, my insecurity remaining. When it comes to my distaste for talking, on the phone, for

Still

Sunday mornings for me have always been that day to meditate over music and coffee. These days, given the certain state of 2020, I more frequently am able to have more of these days, but the do not bare the same effect, as Sundays. I lie wide awake before the sun has rotated enough to

Imagination

What does one really mean by the phrase, “letting go?” Is it choosing to no longer care about something? Is it no longer bringing attention to it? Is it choosing to forget? Is it choosing to disappear from? Is it just releasing something? If you start thinking about it then it no longer becomes recognizable

Patterns

At least I am able to have another excuse to start a new. We are in a new month. A new retrograde. I get my full moon on the 7th. In truth, there are no more excuses. I should have been posting, regardless of how I have been feeling That in itself, the repeating pattern

Raw

If I was writing this traditionally, then you may say over the past few weeks I have had writer’s block. I attempted to explain, in a post last week. My journey recently has taken me on a different path. I used the metaphor of a tree branch. It is not expected for anyone to understand,

Brown Eyed Girl

I am feeling you strongly, today. Wondering during a time of solace, what are you working on with your hands? The water is filling my eyes and I cannot get it together. I am bawling, but I do not have sadness. They are tears of pure admiration for you. My appreciation for you; overwhelming my

Do you hear the fire?

soundcloud.com/teamlyft/alone It’s all about listening. It’s all about finding the lion within yourself, in order to face the ram. Hopefully, this resonates. Alone isn’t always about sitting in silence. Thinking of you.

The Stars Are A Part of the Universe Too

I promise I’m gonna love you ’til my dying dayWake up, your face in my chestYour favorite hiding placeThe roof is gone as we’re driving out the private gateCounting the stars with our last name on the license plateWhoa, oh, oh, oh Forever-Justin Bieber, Post Malone and Clever It’s rare you find a lyric you

Story #3

It’s bullshit I still have 4 more of these to go 😀 I cause so much of my own anxieties. Did I say that right? Did I make sense? Was that the right thing to say? What if I stutter? What if i stumble over my words? What are they looking at? Am I giving

Pressures???

Meditation Day #4 The fact that I can’t adjust that size, of that playlist, is really irrelevant to what I am writing today, but it is an annoyance I am feeling, at the moment. I’m pausing before I write to you. I don’t know why. I was hoping it would reveal itself, a we write