The Gift of Chaos
Chaos is the beginningThe Shapeless before the formThe Creation formed in a stormA cacophony that transforms A hope that flickers […]
Chaos is the beginningThe Shapeless before the formThe Creation formed in a stormA cacophony that transforms A hope that flickers […]
I didn’t realise how tired I was until the mid-year getaway. The ski trip to a winter wonderland where all
Sowed in soil is the seed of hope,Soft as dusk and hard as rope.Pink, mauve is the sky where birds
When you’re not in the mood July is here and the mid-year funk continues to batter my already deflated motivation
No winter lasts forever, no spring skips it’s turn – Hal Borland Winter is a feeling It’s June, the middle
Doing Nothing This week I’ve been practicing doing less and less. Even nothing. As a Homo Sapiens with a brain
Before you Judge, Ask this one Question Values: The Hidden Lens That Shapes Connection There was a time I struggled
Have you ever felt like you’re moving through your days, checking all the boxes but an inner voice says “There’s
The yellow soft glow spills quietly Befriending the dark rain licked streets A candle shivers in a quiet room A
My Earliest Coping mechanism – Escapism I’m a visual person and most probably undiagnosed neurodivergent. Growing up, monologues and passive
They built in silence thread by Thread A storm of fury ticking beneath their bed Not out of hatred but
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