Be still my heart, for you race upon no given reason.

Soak into your being, let your roots ground you into stability.

My sweet, young soul, life does not have to be what you’ve created it to be.

Every new breath you take can be your first step in revival.


Dearest, forgive me for the times I flee,

My mind likes to disconnect from my body

and dance circles that become so deep I’ve left myself no way to resurface;

for it is the battle that you do not hear that causes the most destruction.


Know that you are free, my love.

Your past is present so that you may know how to move forward;

let the moments wash over with the delicacy of time removing the debris.

Take the time to become whole again.