sweet butterfly
This is my new favorite song. Something about it makes my heart ache and helps me to be more tender with myself.
Learning to be my own, sweet butterfly.
This is my new favorite song. Something about it makes my heart ache and helps me to be more tender with myself.
Learning to be my own, sweet butterfly.
Oh the joy The inexpressible comfort Of feeling safe with a person Having neither to measure words Nor weigh thoughts Pouring them all out just as they are, Chaff and grain together. Certain that a loving hand Will sift through, Keeping what is worth keeping, And with a breath of kindness Blow the rest away….
I am a lovemonger, through and through and love finding hearts and expressions of love around me. I believe LOVE is waiting for us to find it. These are some photos depicting different expressions of LOVE on Flickr that I found recently. I want to promote the artists who made my heart sing with these…
I’m going under. Wish me luck.
Yesterday was a tough day. (Divorce is messy, I’m finding.) It’s amazing what a little sidewalk chalk drawing with a child can do for one’s Spirit. I am incredibly blessed.
Sitting here holding my baby on my shoulder after just having a wonderful chat with a sexy man online. Thinking of how I used to have a life outside of diapers and nursing and how much I would love to go be intimate with someone RIGHT NOW. Yum.
My daughter, Giovanna, and me A friend of mine that I don’t see as much as I’d like just asked me how I’m doing. I told him, “I’m real right now.” It feels good to say that and to feel it. I have a lot going on in my life and telling people “good” just…