Personal Connection After two years of working as an Occupational Therapist in a Skilled Nursing facility, I found myself burnt out and unable to keep up with vigorous demands of production, client needs,

Ooh I've been asleep for far too long sleeping inside a city with the lights dimmed low wondering when life would be alive again Ooh I've been asleep walker for far too long and the choice mine to awake,

I’ve lived in the grave of misery’s despair in desperation’s quest seeking lands that lie in vast fields-- of destinies not meant for mine in due time, to find upon discovery’s vision the fountain of wealth

When we move in the world it is easy to get caught up in our own heads. Checking off the to do list and yet again accomplishing another day. This constant forward drive may lead us to miss connections

A good start to a gloomy morning: Power Coffee I woke up to a gloomy day filled with rain that turned to snow… the joys of living in Michigan. (To be honest, I kind of enjoy the winter). But I had a new

This is my entry for Steemit Open Mic Week 74! Lyrics: You are the breath inside the wind You are the rain that washes tears to sea You are the rays that illuminate the lands You are all you seek and need

In an area of health fads and individuals making money off of other people’s health... what does it mean to be healthy? Can one be healthy in body without being healthy in mind and spirit- visa versa?

Today I was at a patient’s house to whom I have a history of working with. This patient typically does not want to partake in any part of her treatment session; always coming up with another excuse. I

The cars transport past my bedside As I transport to another land in time As the thoughts take my mind away I surrender to you, leaving this body behind Left in greatness, I am you Sin the body Sin the

A rainy, sleepy day calls for a light love poem. Thought I'd share this one as I work on a post/poem that has a bit more content. Stay tuned.... The birds keep singin' I’m still not sleepin' But I'll rest

Theme: Imagination I did dive, into the hallow winds Outside to within A blessing in disguise A dive into imagined lands The rubble, but a mess in sight Among the hallow land The gem despair The rubbish

The stillness sweeps in the daisy blossoms In the fields that speak of years rested, among the soil land The hallow cry of the winds foreshadow Pittance to the roots, embedded with wisdom's key A gem of

You're never there You're never gone like your fleeting thoughts that fill the silent space. Thoughts Sometimes the words come out in full heaps of release. Other times they come out in concise transparency.

Who is this women? Good question... hah. Well I can tell you where I am at. I am at a point in my life where I am feeling inspired and fulfilled with new creative endeavors of poetry, music, yoga &