February 2025
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The Wind
The wind blows against my skin like a hug The spirit of mother nature gently cradling my face wrapping her cool arms around me reminding me she cares Continue reading
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The Younger Me
I did not know I would find you way down beneath these layers Layers of lies and pain fears and memories but as I felt these as I revisited and acknowledged them I started seeing you peek through I saw you in the mirror the younger me asking to be loved asking to feel safe Continue reading
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I am my Family
I am my mother when I stop a stranger and tell them they are beautiful and when I feel tenderness towards the stories of others I am my father when I encourage others to follow their dreams or buy a friend a special gift I am my brother when I am driven and creative when Continue reading
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Spiderwebs
I stop to look at spiderwebs these glorious creations ignored often but worked hard upon and beautiful detailed We admire artwork we covet homes Why not stop and admire these homes which are works of art and tell the spider good job Continue reading
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This Body
I look at my body and frown Too fat Too many spots Too achy And I realize I am speaking to her the words I’ve always feared to hear Too much or Too little Why do I treat her with such little grace? It’s not her fault that she responds to our world to food Continue reading
About Me
An obsessive journaler who loves meeting others along their journey and giving them a hand to hold through pieces of writing. I write about the heartbreaks of life and the joys, the ups and downs, and I often learn my greatest lessons and miracles from nature.
Joyful Ruins 