Thank You, Morning Glory, For Your Lessons In Duality
BY STEFANIE MOSSAKOWSKI Ms. Morning Glory, your reputation precedes you. Vibrant shades reminding me of mystics and magic. Lover of early mornings, offering…
BY STEFANIE MOSSAKOWSKI Ms. Morning Glory, your reputation precedes you. Vibrant shades reminding me of mystics and magic. Lover of early mornings, offering…
BY LALITA SIMON-CREASEY Change When change comes knocking at your door And you’re never sure if it will find you on the floor…
BY LALITA SIMON-CREASEY You’ve only just begun, and yet it seems impossible to be so When you take into account the luggage already…
BY MEGAN MULLIGAN I was born with big ideas. If you could see my wings, you’d understand. They expand from sea to sea.…
BY BRIGID HOPKINS I’m coming down from another expansion hangover. Why do I forget every time how it feels to be in this…
BY LESLIE CAPLAN (Grain Of Sand) I let myself slide into the silky gray cashmere cloak that clung to the skin of my…
BY REBECCA ESCHENROEDER I truly believe that everyone comes into our life for a reason. Call it cliché, but I do believe that.…
Life knows when you are ready for change. Maybe you’ve seen much more hardship than you would ever wish on anyone. Perhaps you’re trying to orient through a dark storm as we speak.
Love is not for sissies… She holds no punches in the arena. You will be pummeled. And oh, you will be adored too. Caressed to the point of aching.
So I built a really big shield. A shield of shy. A shield of aloof. A shield of not speaking my feelings, my words, my truth. Because the things I saw and felt and heard were were not what a young girl was meant to think and feel and hear.