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)

Sunday

I'm writing. This pen is beautiful. It's gliding across this journal's paper. It's sprinkling rain and a little humid. It's a little grey outside and I've got the warm light of my lamps on. These are the little things in my life that keep me soft and happy. And it's Sunday.

Stardust

I read today that soulmates are created from the same star. I love that. Humans are a combination of the elements as star. I believe this completely. I also read that it cannot be that a heart like yours, that contains so much love, will never find another loving heart to match it. You find it. You match with it. Magical. Stardust. Destiny.

Bloom

 My tree is in bloom, 

Flowers anew. 

My skies are for you...

War

 We all have stories. 

We all have been to war. 

We all protect our peace.