Soft steps, soft touch and slowing down, I am treading Mother Earth more gently now. Her wind carries my prayer and the ground started to...

Thoughts of our current situation in society. I see them on TV, Is that for me? I see them on the street, masked like a fleet. Childhood...

Here is a poem that came to me through spirit today thanks to an old classmate from advertising school. Hope it can be of comfort. (I was...

My favorite poem by Karin Boye is called "Morning" and I thought I'd share it with you. It gives me a sense of hope that I appreciate and...

Dancing on Mother Earth. Bare feet on the ground. Moving like the wind. Looking towards the sky. Breathing in the ocean. Comforted by the...

Because the flag is mine. Because I want to hold it up high, wrap myself in it, naked. Because the flag is mine. Because you should have...

If you had watched how the ocean changes its flow every day. If you had smiled at all the rainbows. If you had been caressed by the...