Implicit Self
Images from my soul, dedicated to the world that makes me
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Raven and the sun
On my trip to Whitehorse, Yukon territory, I found my likely spirit animal: the raven.. Actually ravens are hard to miss there, no wonder the first nations have them in many tales, they are symbolic of creativity and tricks. Bald eagles are symbolic of…
Confidence and self esteem: learn’ings’ from TV
While I didn’t participate in the #MeToo movement on social media, for personal reasons, I am privileged to live in the time where it happened. I lament about all things going wrong in our time, but one must witness some things that will be…
Did you know- a poem
Did you know.. There are parts of me that love you There were parts that fell in love There are parts of me forgotten And parts that float above. There are parts of me for others Those parts for smores and mothers. For every…
A little voodoo on the hoodoos and some gossamer on grottos
A little dark, but not without wonder.. add on some sussuration. When the hoodoos ululate, I cannot hear cacophony in cachhination. As for the faeries… they left. In my castle, there are lucents taken from all else, so it shines after the grey. These fragile things, took eons to…
Inspirational friends, mythical creatures and ID
To start on a high note, it is good to have friends. However, I do not like stretching high notes to breakpoints and I would like to point out that it may not always be good to have ‘some’ friends, especially if they are…
