From Ashes to Wings

The cold of you that left me— I will not deny it. I let it dissolve me, a watery grave I stayed in for a time, learning a new rhythm.

Bonfire of Hope

A bonfire of hope and love, the heart knew the way— she be wild, she be free.

Clarity struck like lightning, ozone sizzled with potential. I shifted to receive—and learned I am possible in every way.

She wore happiness like her favorite dress.

I dug up my ghosts, shook them loose from the earth—less clinging to me, more uplifting.

It's five-year-old you, still here now with wisdom.

Giving my heart to Yours is joy.

Every death nail became my foundation. My sovereignty deepened—fully accepted. I changed.

I set down the weariness of the past and picked up the promise of starting fresh.

I can pave the path and create—without anything much but presence, feeling, and intuition, heart-centeredness.