My reason leaps out of my head in pursuit of its existence. It stops to smell the flowers, splash in the puddles, and dance in the rain. How else will it know what delights itself? Books are for the mindful full of themselves. They will teach you nothing of existence. The mindless know the secrets of existence and they will act like fools in the pursuit of it.
My writing is inspired by my vivid dreams, my divine connection, my active imagination, my twin flame bond, and reflections on my daily life. Empowering women who are recovering from abuse and guiding souls through their spiritual awakening. May these words guide you to reclaim your voice, your heart, and your divine purpose.