I feel a remoteness that exist when your not present. A quietude that divides my nights and days. They stretch themselves out and my soul lingers in this space. I am deaf to your voice as Winter is after Fall and Summer has left as a guest. Sadness settles in and takes root in my heart. He claims to be a friend of my soul and that He is writing love poems on my heart to help me through this long Winter. He reassures me He will leave when Spring comes and that with Her arrival there are endless possibilities.
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.