Hard to find and even harder to keep. Inner peace is about finding gratitude and being thankful for it. I
Grieving and Inner Peace
You Got Time
I guarantee in 15 minutes I can change your mindset and life. You can do it. You just need to make yourself understand it
Grateful for Everyday
A few months back I set the goal of writing one blog per week for an entire year so I could track my progress and my skill. It was also to fast-track my copy-writing business which is still in it's fledgling stage but is progressing along. As you may have noticed: I failed. But with... Continue Reading →
We’re all Authors
Everyone is an author. What we become an author of depends very much on us. If we lose sight of the story in our life, we risk going astray. Even the most talented author will get writers-block a few times in their life. It may even seem life our life has writers block and we... Continue Reading →
It’s all about you
Take care of yourself before you take care of the world
The Window
From in the darkness where thoughts remain lies his hopes concealed behind glass window panes Reduced, broken down, imagined and frail re-imagined to tell and his thoughts let loose The cold of his heart matched the ice in his veins There was no warmth, that idea was mute No part he cared, but yet still... Continue Reading →
Storied Apathy
Tell me a day where you have not experienced apathy and that day you will have isolated yourself. But even still, you've become apathetic of society. Take a deep breath and actually breathe. Take in your surrounding and hear the sounds you've missed in the past. Smell the air that you breathe. Let its morning... Continue Reading →
Eye Sensed
From these eyes I see perspective. From these eyes I see Hope. From these eyes I sense love. From these eyes I sense warmth. From these eyes I hear pain. From these eyes I hear the souls of those lost. From these eyes I taste perseverance. From these eyes I taste endurance. From these eyes... Continue Reading →
Elongated Moon
As I look out from my window, as the sun falls ever so slowly against the blue sky, my skin tingles. But the thing is, my view is obstructed by the screen I am writing this on. Obstructive, sometimes, is what our views can be from what's directly in front of us: our phones, our... Continue Reading →
The Eighth Orchid 