Comfort Zone

Rainy season in Arizona, loving it. So cozy, hot chocolate and listening to relax deep playlist, sandalwood incense burning , as writing this journal... Hearing the rain drops, seeing lighting into the horizon, and crispy thundering near by. It's like poetry. The poetry that expand your heart space, touches the softest part of self, in the most gentle way. I went for a walk, which felt amazing on the body. Mama, 1996, Michigan It's interesting, about two weeks ago I wrote a

Let yourself breathe, let yourself feel, let yourself love and hold the heart you have. When I devoted myself to publishing my poetry...

I believe so. Unafraid of self, makes others be unafraid of themself. The best gift you can give someone is the comfort of being...

That saying "keep your enemy closer"... kept me up reflecting yesterday. Perhaps, I have a very different perspective on what this...