Dear Diary :: to the feminist in me...
Feb 13, 2021
Sometimes my spirit takes over and without violence shuts up the feminist in me. We could choose to be alone. We could choose to go on a quest of self discovery to make room for something immeasurable. I’m certain that it all leads to two things: unlimited freshly baked bread and a big love. Our choices in our partners will always reflect our current state of of emotional affairs.

Dear Diary :: To the man in me...
Feb 05, 2021
As feminine qualities are seeing more praise, this does not mean you should begin to shun or demonize the masculine in an attempt to bring in more power for female energy.   This is exactly how the world fell out of balance with the rise of the patriarch.  

Dear Diary : slowly stepping down the pedestal
Feb 04, 2021
To be put on a pedestal is to be worshipped. To be worshipped typically requires some material attributes like beauty, physicality, talents, good behavior, socially praised achievements.

Out for a walk
Oct 23, 2020
I went on a walk yesterday. It was windy, sunny and crisp. All my favorite feelings in one moment. Leaves twirling in the air as they fall to the ground.

my body, my self-care, my choice. a frustrated thought.
May 21, 2020
I sat down to write with an urge to go so deep into the trenches...

love her
Apr 24, 2020
The feeling of love is like an ocean wave. It comes, then it goes, then it comes again. This goes for love in general, not just romantic love. We sometimes love our partners, sometimes we’re too preoccupied, sometimes we love our friends, sometimes they disappoint us, sometimes we love our children, sometimes we get too exhausted to see them as perfect humans, sometimes we love ourselves and sometimes we don’t.