Thank you for inspiring me to show up in the world and to dare to be seen.
To those who dare to wander and find, your truth to no longer feel hopelessly blind.
I feel my heart bleed, and contract indeed, my body cries for my soul to keep, and before I lay me down to weep, and crawl, yet again, beneath my sheets, to simply fall fast asleep, never to wake again, but be left to finally rest in peace, I kneel down upon my knees, not … Continue reading Need to Know-A Letter from Depression
Empathy Warrioress, with her hair all a-mess, and dirt-stains on her dress.
Guest Author This Week! Down. is a personal poetic prose by a Wizened Woman & Poetess named V. Thank you for sharing your daring work of art with us for our Vulnerability Vault series.
Another poetic memoir from my Vulnerablity Vault of "things to scared to share" written in late Spring of 2012 in the height of a budding summer romance.
I woke up and just knew. Just a few nights before, with my beloved at my side, both looking up into the sky, I said from deep inside, "if it is so, then show up in a shooting star." It did. Just then. Right there. I swear. The words had barely left me. I wished for … Continue reading Ms. Carriage
We like to think, or want to believe that our way of love is right. Right? When I’m really honest with myself, I certainly do.
We all want to believe we are doing right by Love—our very own version of it, that is. From the overpowering divide and conquerers to the egalitarian peacemakers. From the selfish to the selfless. From the narcissists to the empaths. From the givers to the receivers (who see each other as "the overbearing" and "the takers.") … Continue reading Love. The Capitalized Kind:Part 2