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Our skin stretched beyond its limit. Rivers and their tributaries etch our bellies changing our landscape. Our breasts swell, becoming...

On the longest day, delicate petals are warmed by the rays of the sun. By night, the petals glow by the moonlight. The transition now...

Sweet child they know not what they do. They themselves were treated poorly as children, they only repeat the learned behavior, as they...

Only upon completion do we see the full web. The complex weave of silk-like gossamer spun into patterns. The threads of many, connecting...

Where did you go my child? You are lost to us and we do not know why? We only have the memory of your smile, laugh and your brightness of...

As I stand here in the rain my tears of gratitude go unnoticed by passer-bys. But, these tears no matter how seemingly insignificant the...

Even though the sky is grey.. with every raindrop the colours of nature intensifies. And the sound of every raindrop soothes the soul....

My power rises from the forest floor Through the decay of the plants, trees and creatures that are no more My secrets and emotions flow...

Written by Trudy Newell - Guest Blogger Love gives a unique glow An ember of understanding The flame of hope which can never be...

Birds, everywhere I look. A Pileated Woodpecker soars above my head. My garden Flamingo keeps me company while I sit in quiet reflection...

My body moves in the flow of the music. I feel my ancestors communicate through the sway of my hips and through my fingertips. I give...

If they only knew there are women alone in their homes that dance to music So full of love that it has nowhere to go So it pours out onto...

The simple pleasures that made my day. The smell of the espresso shot for my cappuccino, the sweetness of the foamy warm milk and how it...

Why do you cry dear one? Whatever is the matter? It's the moon's fault, I say. It pulls on all that is inside. The love that has...

The Silver Fern is the national emblem of New Zealand. The Maori would mark their path at night with the fern fronds underside facing up...

I am a fledgling finding it's wings. Learning to trust the air below to let me soar to heights I have not soared to before. To soar in...

Here I sit alone in solitude with my thoughts and emotions trying to find the balance. The balance lies somewhere in the between. While...