Joyful Ruins

Discovering joy in the hard places


poetry

  • To be a Moth

    To be a Moth

    To be a moth or butterfly in a world so harsh is quite a feat Made with delicate soft wings easily damaged yet strong enough to take you to new heights Your softness is both your beauty and your challenge And there is much out there to navigate Obstacles Enemies To be a moth or… Continue reading

  • Amphibian You

    What if you are an amphibian in the ecosystem of humanity? Made to absorb And thus more easily overwhelmed The detector of the toxic and the one which stresses more quickly It is just biology Do you judge the frog or salamander for how they are made? or do you seek to understand to care… Continue reading

  • Restoration Repeated

    All of us have bodies that hold our pain, our emotions. Some of us have bodies that tell us when they cannot take anymore. They say it so loudly to us, it can be debilitating. I am one of those people. My bucket is full, so every little drop added overflows my bucket and eventually,… Continue reading

  • Lost Containers: Rooting Deep

    When you lose most things that held up your identity, that is truly disorienting. But, it is also widening. Those containers could not hold you. If you are water, you were ready to burst, and with each expansion, you became something grander: a creek, a lake, a river, an ocean. I think it is painful… Continue reading

  • Unfamiliar Landscape

    This is an unfamiliar landscape and there will be moments that remind you of dangers passed It is ok if your heart beats faster If you want to hide because you see a marker that looks similar to one in that time As you walk you will see this land is different but most of… 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.

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