Holy

“Unaware of where I’m going / or if I’m going anywhere at all / but I know I’ll take the leap, if it is worth the fall // so long as the blood keeps flowing / I’ll set a sail and swim across / I’m not looking to be found / just want to feelContinue reading “Holy”

Introduction // The Attic

In my mind, there is an attic. The attic has a wide-set window that overlooks a quiet beach and rolling ocean. Before the window sits a long, low table containing crystals and salts and plants, and a cozy chair for me to dwell in and watch the waves ebb and flow. The wood floor isContinue reading “Introduction // The Attic”