Love reality

Messy hair not that she doesn\'t care she loves her hair, loves freedom, loves air. Elements whisper tangling any thoughts of perfection. Impatience courses the blood in her veins screaming run free. Stop constricting my feet! Free my soul my body my heart. Run through the forest. Dance in the rain. Be messy. Have fun.…Read more Love reality

Falling Forever

What does falling with no bottom really feel like? Scary? Uncontrollable? Unstable? I imagine falling forever...what would that feel like? If I could let go it might be freeing, stripping away everything that's held me back and what if I slowed the fall to simply floating. Finding wonder in the air around me feeling it…Read more Falling Forever