So proximal, yet so distal…

We are in the calends of August… 
the nones and ides of this month and the entirety of summer have passed with so much brilliance… 

it’s been my undoing in all things good.

Time has gone way too fast for some things, 
yet not fast enough for others…

Even so: 

It’s all been dusted with magic.
Every last bit of it.

Not that anyone needs be reminded of what time of year it is… 
I just called it out because it resonates with me… 
this time of season, and specifically the present, 
as this is history in the making.
all of it… it’s

A dawn of a new era.

Things are:
So close, yet so far away.

I’m soaking it all in, tasting every little bit of its orchid ambrosia and rawness like honeycomb from an enchanted elm tree.

Needless to say, it’s been a ride this last year and a half, nothing I would change:

Although things have changed, it’s an organic process, LIFE, 
goals change, we change, directions are altered, 
tailwinds whip us around… 
and fires refine us a bit more… 
day by day.

As for change: My Thirteen Zephyrs have done so.
As for direction: My journey’s been an unforgettable adventure.
As for experiences, people, and places refining me: All I can say is I absolutely adore and appreciate every single soul that’s filtered into my life,

yes, some have gone, others are here still: 
hopefully those who walk with me today will remain until I’m six feet under. 

And I pray I will see the others on good terms
in good spirits, in time.

There are Days I won’t forget: along with the letting go
Because I feel it all
Thus began A peace Journey
after all those years of being in an Iron Cage


My little birds are growing… they’ve been unfurling in character and enfolded in an abundance of love, whether it be in my own home or nests around this town filled with those who cater to their needs and foster in them all things good: I’m so grateful for my support system: be that their father, their grandparents, uncles, or friends~ ones time tested or true blue and burgeoning. And this nest we will only increase, 
and these gardens we will only cultivate with tender care.


And then, 

my seven or so month massage program is nearing its end, 
come November I’ll have my diploma in hand, and have had passed my National Certification Board for Therapeutic Massage and Bodywork. If all goes as planned, X-Fingers Please! Holy hellfire and damnation: this has been a strengthening and substantiate experience indeed. I shall share more when the time is near.


Paramount enough, as it has been threading through my being like vintage lace, it has been soaking into my bones and blood every moment like rich vanilla. I’m head over heels in love, for someone who’s been written in my story before I found my place on this Earth… I can say this with confidence, as I know life is all just been preparation before him

It simply just is… what it is.
Just as always, and forever will be:
Our story is being written.
It’s never ending.
Some of it, 
one just might find, 
will be dusting the edges and corners here.

{see you in the wind…}


Set sail to self

Is self-love, self~improvement, focus~on~self a vanity or is it a responsibility we need to uphold?

‘Proverbs 4:23 :: ‘Keep your heart with all vigilance, for from it flow the springs of life.’Mark 12:31 :: ‘The second is this: ‘You shall love your neighbor as yourself. There is no other commandment greater than these.’ Mark 12:30 :: ‘And you shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength.’ Ephesians 5:29 :: ‘For no one ever hated his own flesh, but nourishes and cherishes it, just as Christ does the church’

Self Love

Maybe I just look at self care, self preservation, and personal growth in ones life with all it’s little synchronicities a bit different then others.

I’ve always liked that when things have been damaged, many-times they can be fixed with focused energy and caring intent. It’s a rare thing when one sees value or is moved with grace and compassion when something is broken, or is breaking down, be it by time, circumstances, carelessness or a culmination of the three. It’s a admiral thing to witness or experience when one has a willingness to invest the necessities of the intangibles {time, thought, love} to its repair instead of throwing it out or casting it away because of its visible struggles and momentary flaws.

Under these circumstances: when things are not in balance and the breaking down and deterioration has caused unwarranted issues, unintended disruption, and blocked goals in ones life, I like to visualize a form of healing likened to aggrandizement with pure gold… A meditation on solution… forged with a better attitude, outlook, and willingness to improve oneself or situation, that accompanies pain for the efficacy of learning.

This concept always impressed upon me: When the Japanese mend broken objects, they aggrandize the damage by filling the cracks with gold. They believe that when something’s suffered damage and has a history it becomes more beautiful.

I like to  view myself and others in this light…
No one to me is forever damaged if they don’t want to be: we all break down and fall hard, it’s the getting up, dusting yourself off, and learning to shine in the midst of adversity. Due to the strengthening the pain of breaking and hitting bottom has brought us… it’s the getting up and moving forward that matters the most in the end. Like many of who strive to live this way, I’ve never desired to be a victim, be that of my own actions or due to circumstances. In fact, one is terribly mistaken if they assume I take on that banner + badge, addressing the situation and clarifying the situation is not claiming the title of ‘victim’ rather, it’s quite courageous to address it head on, then one can seek insight education and tackle the beast head on.

Because on the other side of the spectrum: along with the breakdown, ultimately comes awareness, the hindsight of the experience… where I can see what culminated and caused the damage, and then I can sort out what needs to be removed from my life, and seek out what needs to be included in my life. I’ve learned long ago, to surround myself with like minded. I wont remain long where I find the environment stifling or people oppressive.

If you are sewn of the same thread, you understand this, you realize that its useless to misuse your talents and time where others refuse to see your abilities for what they are, or you for what who you are. I think we are given permission to let our flags fly, say goodbye, and set sail for self… as a way to represent to others they hold no power over us, not ties that bind, no tethers. It’s a form of respect to ourselves: as we appreciate who we are while we meet the world where we are.

No one should have to apologize for the conditions of their bodies, minds, and spirit as they are fighting through their own obstacles, navigating their own oceans, especially when they are earnestly trying to process through what life is throwing at them as an opportunity to become stronger individuals. It’s a form of sanctification, living. I just wish that when each of us are trying to stay afloat, and are grasping for air just to survive, while we get through the torrents and storms of being on the verge of breaking or find we are broken… That they, we, are met with unconditional grace by others. Each one of us is fighting our own great battle, who are we to judge another, be kind.

Allow Yourself to grow of gold, and let go …and finally, when you know which direction you are meant to go, set sail, navigating this lovely life with light, learn and listen.

Dawn breaks on the cool waves
See the bright face of a new day

And the darkness fades
And the darkness fades
And the darkness fades away
And we

Sail set sail
Sail set sail

Salt taste and the dolphins play games
And the sea birds race
As the old flag is raised

And the darkness fades
And the darkness fades
And the darkness fades
And the darkness fades away
And we

Sail set sail
Sail set sail

And the weight of the world is lost
And the blues in the blue we cross
Everything gone is gone

Good man with the capable hands
Sails for new lands
And he understands

That you can’t go back
No, no you can’t go back
No you can’t look back
No, you can’t look back
When you

Sail set sail
Sail set sail

Now, go and have a willowy~wonderful day while you whistle and work, you beautiful birds you darling blokes. I’ve got work to do myself.

On self~love



Beautiful tempo and sad… 
a touching video, tell me you didn’t cry.

I love how he politely takes off with what he needs “most” at the moment.
{I suppose when we fall, we fall hard}

Life + Times

Then close your eyes and tap your heels together three times. And think to yourself…

…There’s no place like home.