A place where healing and creativity meet. Just as the mountains meet the sea, in the Pacific Northwest (PNW). Live simply. Love deeply. Be present.
You challenged me with your mist.
Along your path, you hissed.
A roar, a flow, a gravitating blow, there was no release to your taunting.
Right by you, I walked.
I could smell you, without an effort or a thought.
As you reached my toes, you bellowed out more of your rough talk.
The thought of following you out, amongst your depths, is still a thought, a very daunting thought that is quite haunting.
-M.
As it flows,
Life begins to find a rhythm.
Just as time passes,
Life breezes by.
There are short spurts in which we exist,
Never really seeing it all put together until a while later.
Time is precious.
Life is, too.
As time flows,
Life begins to make sense.
-M.
I’ve loved so many
But I didn’t love me
Neither did they,
Though they did say,
They didn’t show me,
So they drifted away.
I choose me,
For so long I have chosen everyone else.
So many men,
Even a women,
Just so many,
I’d rather not say.
It’s time to be here for me.
It’s time to focus on loving me.
I choose me and that’s okay.
You may see me and want to change me,
But I am fully taken,
I am taken by me.
⁃ M.
Don’t you wish you could snap your fingers and jump into any dreamy place you could imagine?
Sunny days…
Picnics…
Playing dress up and wearing flowy dresses…
Dancing and singing, eating all the good foods, with no worry or care in the world.
That sounds like a beautiful place to be.
-M.
Healing Creations PNW 