I see myself looking out It is the moon in me, outshining the brightest city I bathe myself in shades of light, even my darkest aspects glow I turn myself around, space is spinning I wane into utter darkness, then no one sees me. Hidden in the earths blind spot, I forget that I shine. … Continue reading
Seek for me at dawn find me perched on a season I am spruce needles, coarse bark and the copper scent of rain drenched red clay I am the silence in which all of this unfolds Paige Stewart Photo Credit: Anna Jones Continue reading
In LA people’s favorite hate fest is traffic, as if traffic where in fact the very thing that was limiting them from ever accomplishing anything. “I’m not on time!” “People are terrible drives!” “Why is everyone driving like such assholes today?!” It’s totally bad… Except traffic is always like this… How you are is different. … Continue reading
Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it. ~Rumi~ Photo Credit: Anna Jones Continue reading
My beauty is not easily captured for it resides in me and I carry it with me everywhere I go. photo credit: Anna Jones Photography Continue reading
“Do you see me?” asked the Sky. “You are all I see.” replied the Mountain Cause even the Sky forgets its greatness and needs to be reminded how vast it really is. Photo credit: Anna Jones Photography Continue reading
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Because I never told you Because I never told anyone. Because in between that space lies the sorrow of my silence. A thing heavy and sodden with age, grown denser over time weighted by darkness alone as if dark matter where really the weight of silence itself… which is heavy and burdensome and amplified by … Continue reading
Can’t you see the beauty in everyone? The beauty in the way people wear their skins, some skins are worn loose and fluid like a summer shift, the soul is alight within and the skin barely a vessel and more a sail by which the sun and wind blow it across the sea. Some people wear their … Continue reading
There are spider webs that hold the world together. In the corners of every home, in every city, you’ll find them weaving on winter days as stories spill from ruby lips, each word strung together into a tall tale but one so true you must go now and look. At mid day beneath the avocado … Continue reading
The Calm & The Current 