In a society where we've been taught to suppress & de-press our emotions, rather than feel them, I can't help but wonder...Will we ever get beyond emotional-bypassing each other?
Guest Poetess & Wild Wanderess, Gwenivere Weiss shares a passionate poem hot of her poetic presses.
You stood before me, held my hands in yours truly. You spoke with an unwavering faith in WE...
Guest Writer, Lilith Lavender writes on reconciling with misogyny. Thank you for inspiring me to show up in the world and to dare to be seen.
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
She feels between-the-lines, of what others do not express. She reads between-the-wines, for what goes unexpressed. She's a feeler of the world, filled with the wealth of inner success.
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 are like the pulled pieces of rock and stone slowly smoothed& weathered by water's greatest endeavor...
Welcome and entertain them all! Even if they are a crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture, still, treat each guest honorably.