Lavender Bed

Lavender Bed   “I woke up smelling your hair this morning My fingers were tangled In your long tussled locks The scent of Lavender And heat of your remembered breath Consume my senses Can we do it again?”     © Sandy Hibbard

Love or not, just please don’t …

Love or not, just please don’t … Sometimes things can just rub you the wrong way (duh). In this world of full exposure and narcissism, there still remains a code of fuckery and an avoidance of real honesty and vulnerability. Now that really annoys me. It can make even someone like me feel "invisible" or... Continue Reading →

I Heart NYC

There are views, places, smells, nuances, flowers, sunsets, certain buildings and people that I never tire of here in New York City...

Awakening

When you are seeking awakening, trying to uncover your eyes of consciousness, what is it that you fear the most?

She's going to win she says with a grin. Divinity, tenacity and gratefulness are her weapons, but will she stand?

No matter what you go through, if you have a will to survive, you can and you will.  

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