Mother’s Day is bullshit. Also, I miss my mum.
Dear mum, I miss you. Dear mum, I wish I'd listened more and talked more and visited more [...]
Trish Nichol
Fiery Barefoot Weirdo
Dear mum, I miss you. Dear mum, I wish I'd listened more and talked more and visited more [...]
Bombarded by choice, by options and distractions, by illusions and what ifs which would you choose? Is it [...]
This desire to shine bright, to gleam, to be as at home within the firmament as with my [...]
Eyes open, I bask in the light of awareness and how it is easily applied to all aspects [...]
Taking up space does not come easily to me. Regardless of how loudly I'm yelling at the time. [...]
It's inevitable, this shift, this change, this morphing into new place new person new paradigm. There are cellular [...]
Here I stand, A conduit, A drinker from the well A crossroads striding go-between The intention and [...]
There are some days when it doesn't make sense to stay overlong in bed. Confronted with a need [...]
It seems that conflict is a natural state of being, I've been taught that drama, high drama is [...]
A plan in mind, a place to start, a forging of both head and heart A broadened scope, [...]