i find peace in the small acts: lighting the incense the sage the candles this ritual -before the rituals of chanting and meditation- is the sweetest hypnotic release - another ode to self-care routines the first ode: the sweet solace of the moments we give to our selves Featured Image by @hellokalequeen
on removing oneself from disharmonious relationships and spaces. to learn gentleness once again
October 2016, At a 'Healing Retreat', one of the participants says: "I trust myself" and I burst into tears. Three simple words. I think about them everyday and sometimes like that day, I hurt. I have always had 'trust issues'. You can't trust anyone. Its a lesson I am taught through pain and at perhaps... Continue Reading →
let me tell you about the good days on the good days, it feels as though my skin were tingling my feet dance I catch glimpses of myself in reflections, and I'm smiling I'm happy and love the images reflected back at me. on the good days, I rejoice in the softness that... Continue Reading →
of the magic of self love and solitude
sometimes when I see you smile i imagine that it is me you smile for i like to see the small crease on the left side of your lip and there my eyes often linger when you’re unaware i have dreamt of that fold of your honeyed skin sometimes I think you see me- seeing... Continue Reading →
from my heart I wrote you this letter from this letter I wrote you my heart say you love me, love you and I are all tumescence scented roses echoing chambers the heartbeat of the violin in a mournful melody say you love me, love you and I are soaring birds reaching breathing and floating... Continue Reading →
unwaveringly herself
of sex
I am here waking up to myself. It is as if I came from a long slumber, where who I was, who I became, was predetermined by the circumstances of my life the pain caused to me and the forced moulding of white-supremacist education. In that slumber, there were moments of joy and laughter, it... Continue Reading →
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