A three tofu day

I hope today is a better day for you. 

I hope you are happier inside. 

I hope you realise that you do not need anybody's validation to be heard or seen. 

I hope you realise that you are a writer, a poetess. 

I hope you know what that means... that your words are your own and they are not categorised as 'good' or 'not good'. They are your thoughts. They are you. 

I hope you know that one rejection does not mean you have to give up on your dream. 

I hope you believe in the power of manifestation. 

I hope you know that you will do it, you just need to picture it. 

I hope you realise that you shine bright, your eyes sparkle, your skin glows, your hair is lush and your smile is phenomenal.

I hope you know that tears are a release, cathartic, so cry when it seems too much to handle. 

I hope you enjoy your next journey of womanhood. The more you love her, the happier she will be. 

I hope you embrace your changes and nourish your body with good food and movement for your soul. 

I hope you know that despite everything that you may think is up against you, you have a beautiful life. 

Have a 3 tofu day my friend.

Cursive Love

 The beautiful art of letter writing is lost. We are now people who hold back our words and emotions for fear of rejection. We send fast and empty texts, that are abbreviated. Our words have been lost. They are devoid of love and longing. Even the art of writing in cursive is no more. There are no more letters just as there are no more lovers. 

Beaming

 I will laugh out loud again. I will smile. I will make my days worth it, worth remembering. That young girl I once was is still inside me, but she grew up and matured. She will laugh again in all the spaces that made her feel small. 

Imperfections

Friendship, companionship and love. Finding a way to walk through this journey of life. To understand that we are different but come together and bond, over the imperfections of life.

Own your Ocean

Do not worry about your tears. 

They are your ocean. A release. Full of emotion. A swell, a tide, salty and sweet. 

You are a deeply feeling woman and that is why you cry. 

It's because you feel. Think about it. 

You're a piscean. A fish. Water. Tears. 

You are in your element. 

Own your ocean. 

My Heart

I hope some day you come and sit with me for a long while, because I have missed you every single day. 

Forever

For flowers that stay, even when the others have left. 

(Thank you for these flowers. They lasted a long, long time)