conferring in the space between the space between

ByKymberlee January 25, 2007

i believe
our souls talk to each other
late at night
when we aren’t watching

i wish i could be a bit more privy to those conversations

roots of existence

ByKymberlee January 9, 2011November 24, 2019

After stripping away the false and allowing myself the humility of returning to the ground of my being, I find an immense amount of vulnerability inside of me.

Fin

ByKymberlee October 31, 2024November 1, 2024

Art is a way of seeing and living and I like the way I do both.

sometimes, when i am most despondent when i feel i have betrayed or been betrayed too many times to count (or handle)– just then when i doubt myself my wisdom my power my grace (my existence)– right then wings aflutter an angel comes (in myriad forms) bringing a reflection of my wholeness my beauty my…

healing | love | photography | self-excavation | truth

cracking open

ByKymberlee November 23, 2010

My heart seems to be cracking open wider and wider every day as I face my fear of being alone, my fear of abandonment and open to my deep yearning for belonging. Really allowing myself to feel loss rather than just replacing it with someone or something else has been an act of tremendous courage….

healing | love | photography | self-excavation

linger here

ByKymberlee December 15, 2010

Self-care has taught me to linger in the company of those who listen with the ear of their heart. There are those who listen with the ear of their broken heart. They hear pain and look for weakness, they look for holes to enter and often carry a cutting knife. They know nothing but suffering…

she rejoiced

ByKymberlee June 20, 2011

Butterflies were released from the dark places. Her heart, relieved and stronger, flung itself wider. (and she rejoiced)

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