This moment…it has been so revealing of what I’m truly made of and what I long for in my life…
Burning sage and listening to the sensual, rhythmic sound of cicadas; a summer symphony that will still arouse my memory long after the winter months have begun. In a mystical and magical way, being in nature is felt to my core and I want more…I feel so much respect and awe for the seasons of the Earth…
"For your born writer, nothing is so healing as the realization that he has come upon the right word.” —Catherine Drinker Bowen
Supporting Bay Area Families Through Pregnancy, Birth and Beyond
Be Fabolous Today
rekindling feelings
A memorabilia of my experiences throughout of PLAYING ALONG rather being PLAYED ALONG.
JGomez
the journey of a poetry
eat - dream - conquer
Sand and salt under my feet, moon over my head. I am an artist living in Florida. Works available at https://www.Society6.com/sandsaltmoon
food, photography, & an occasional narrative
comments on labour, birth, and breastfeeding
I am a footstep on the sands of time, I am an ink mark on an empty paper, without stanzas, without rhymes
The writings of Francis Winifred
love each other like you are the lyric and they are the music
Tasty, Plant Based Eats! By: Olivia Lydia
love, sex, happiness, poetry
My poetry is my religion.
I write poetry to express what's on my mind or how I feel
How to become a midwife, midwifery motivation and inspiration
Thoughts, inspirations, sensualities.
Erotic Poetry and Stories
My oasis in the desert of the living.
Thx to all the lovely people who spare their precious time, to read my poor texts🙏🏽🍀😘
I want to be rich. Rich in love, rich in health, rich in laughter, rich in adventure and rich in knowledge. You?
« me arrodillo por las noches ante tigres que no me dejarán ser - lo que fuiste no será otra vez - los tigres me han encontrado pero no me importa. »
Lovely reflection of the grounding peace of the Earth. 🙂
Thank you!! ❤