Food's sacred. Growing up, we never went without, never mocked or wasted it. Today, It breaks my heart to see how food's wasted when families are going hungry on the planet. How did this happen? Is food not comforting?
I’m grateful for my audience and the air I breathe I told my lips to say your namebut instead, they turned to my old brain my brain recoiled, mulled over…
Do you have something you need to get off your chest? How about asking Alice to help you sort out your thoughts and help plant you back on solid ground? Hope this helps.
Hey, friends. We're on the last week of the first half of the year. Wow! Here's an encouragement poem to help you recalibrate on your You-ness--feeling whole and worthy of all that is to come in the second half of the year.
Sleeping in on Wednesday staying in on Friday taking breaks more often leaving your phone behind... What does self-care look like to you?
Realistically, spammers aren't coming to 'read' anything I have to say. Still, just in case one turns up, I want to cinquain them with a little warning about their last boat trip.
Are you #IAB ? In the poop of it, I offer my opinion on this mind-boggling paradox of the times we're living in: insurmountable venues for entertainment, yet we’re bored, and life is downright boring. How is that possible? #SMH
The human behind the words: An introduction.
There exist no goodbyes, or tears between me and my sea only cosmic see-you-later: Pontic Sea, my shepherd, you guide & renew me through the tempests and help mend my existential crises.
The morning sun wafted in with a peculiar scent of yore that took me traveling to yesteryear with nostalgia. I remember, I remember.
Please don't sink inside your cereal bowl. Similarly, don't let the negativity of the world submerge you. You're smarter than all the sham.
Put all malice away from you. Lighten your soul with spiritual fruit: empathy, grace, and forgiveness and reverse the growth of bitterness.