Tag: poetry
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Alternative storytelling #15
Waves crash, words break, sunlight dances on my skin. Feelings pass, emotions shake, and I dive deep within. There are textures, sounds, stillness, and peace, and on the flip side, there is destruction. But here I sit, surrendering to all of it, as the ocean charms me with her seduction. *photos taken by me*
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bodies
My confidence was once through the roof and I practiced/lived in undies or a bathing suit. I had no fears of showing off my body because I was comfortable and felt safe in my skin. I had cellulite, blemishes, lumps, fat, and imperfections but I didn’t focus on those things. Post-pregnancy is a whole different…
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Uncharted territory
I often forget how our bodies are naturally in sync with the seasons. There are periods throughout the year where my body begs for activity and there are moments when it begs for stillness. Right now I’m somewhere in between. Some days my mind wants the movement and my body doesn’t care to keep up.…
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Dark poetry
We are so quick to close the door after an experience. We allow the small details to fester and disintegrate within our own bodies and minds. But why not keep that door open and allow others to see in? Why not allow others to watch the unfolding and unraveling? Not because I think it’s important…
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Island
Darkness courses through my veins just as light emanates from my body. I see, feel, process, internalize, and communicate differently than some others, and sometimes I feel like an island. People can see my silhouette from a distance but upon getting closer they just can’t grasp the complexities of what is before them. My emotions…
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Poetic and flawed
If someone were to ask me what my yoga practice feels like, I’d probably say that it feels something like a shadow of a self portrait. Vulnerable, Elusive, Empowering, Poetic, Unconventional, Ever-changing, And extremely flawed. An eleven year relationship that continues to unfold and provide opportunities for growth. And sometimes it feels more like a…
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Herniation
I was an extremely active and athletic child leading into my teenage years. With 7 years of basketball, 4 years of soccer, 2 years of flag football, and 9 years of competitive horseback riding. On top of that, I frequented the skate parks on my rollerblades. I was always climbing trees, fences, baseball dugouts, and…
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Alternative storytelling #12
“This is the time of year to go within and empty out space, composting our old ideas and using the energy they hold to make fertile soil for new creativity and matured visions.” – Explore Deeply by Chloe Rain Deep breath, friends. Now is our time to slow down and reflect. ** all photos taken…
The Sacred Body 