I have bones in my soul, Bones that I hold, Bones that I just want to pick clean of the sadness, the weakness rooted deep from years of mistreat. Please surface- Let me release you, Demons, Let me let

I saw red the first day womanhood ever spoke from my virgin womb. I saw red seeping through the wounds on my chest that made me love myself again. Red were the eyes of life that gazed at me as I breathed

I drank your medicine with intention to learn- tell me, what do I fear? What am I afraid to bring to life that already exists within? I know I will nourish from my own body this new being. From a message

When the moon begins to peek through, we become new, renewed. The night is a guiding force, luminescence, the presence of ancestral wisdom and love shine through the stars. The gateway opens, we are between

Recede behind fluttering lids, so sensitive to the morning light. Absent eyes cause and absent mind. Don't run from shadows, they're only proof of sunshine. Photo: internetpaul I recently reopened the

There is infinite possibility emanating from my being. I emit only light by the intention of my own mind. I live through my soul's desires and passions, honoring truthfully out of divine respect for my

Your fighting body is curled up, Encapsulated- The binds that you are feeling is the silk of your cocoon- In here you are healing all of your wounds; Protected from the weapons- You have entered the womb.

I vow to myself to come from a new place. Prayer and praise are the foundation of this self I am building. Purity and awareness. I remember again how to cultivate love for myself. I am all I have- bones

What if I could speak to the trees? I might ask them how I may sprout vibrant green leaves after the cold death of winter... What if I could hear the whispers of water’s wisdom? I could bring the power

I wonder if he sees me, the boy across the river, finding himself in throwing stones into the water. He is the split-second hole, the brief emptiness where all calmness floods into, where silent ripples

What healed me, is healing me still. I give my prayer to the embers of the Fire, trust the source to burn away my vices- I see the flames move darkness like a dance, turning misguided steps into a fluid

~I Am Earth~ She hears me when I dance in gratitude to her abundance. My body is a temple formed from her clay and dust. This is primal, this howl at the Moon is from deep within. With her, I am one. When

I will stand and live. I will own this body and the story it tells. I will own its thickness and the fine print inside. I know my emotions run deep, and there are places in me as dark as the undiscovered

I've reached the house that once was a speck within thick layers of a forrest no longer visited. Its red clay walls were cracked and crumbling, ready to become a pile of dust and ash- remnants of a place

The rain will never be the same again, every drop, pieces of my body falling from the sky, telling me the story of how I came to be. The months I spent becoming, I once was only water. It will always fall

I hope you're falling into the sweetest dreams of roaring dragons and ginormous seas. May you climb to the highest mountain top, may your travels never stop! May you find the pirate's buried treasure,

This future self I see, La Loba, this divine creature, this Goddess of her own, (this only form of me…) She is empowered. She does not believe, she knows. Her voice is that of the trees that became her,

Thoughts dissipate like smoke, I breathe in the cold. I feel more alive than ever before, feel the rain fall, fall into serenity, serenity in the bones of my body. My body is everything pure, pure like

Slow it down, speed walker. This is no race, no ribbon at the finish, walk with your grace. Walk like you dance, reflecting the depth and curiosity of your soul. Your strong bones have learned to maneuver

Cool-blue, moon-lit midnight sky, Full moon, Electric moon. Spirit howls. Death wishes part my lips, tender and forbidden (say you, 'un-attuned'). But I am not afraid to divide with my temporal self. The