Each Day
Each day I both remember and I forget. Each day I get a chance to forget who I was yesterday and make a choice about who I want to be today. Each day when I envy someone else’s shoes mine become a little more uncomfortable. Each day that I long to be someone else, I…
The Gap
When I was 17 I left home with $170 in my pocket, no job, a deadbeat ex, violence and moved to Alice Springs, the red centre of Australia. There is only one way in and out of Alice and that is through the Gap. Alice is the town where outcasts move to, the misfits and…
Naked
Stripping down the layers not to bring you down, Expose you Heal you so we can rebuild you. No. Perfection, every scar more beautiful than the next. Each one telling a story of your greatness. What a blessing you are. Not needing to heal any part of yourself. Layer by layer, piece by piece…
Hope, Orgasms and Certainty.
Square peg Round hole . . Sorry . Constantly proving Always failing Disappointing Looking for answers . . Not getting them Not the ones I want Faith in the universe Failing again . . How can God be so cruel? Give me these gifts These visions This desire This dream This unwavering relentless craving .…
WOMAN!
Woman. Where art thou? Woman. The hungering. The suppressed desire. The engorged energy that is misconstrued as too feminine or too masculine. Too much. Quiet. Always too much. Woman What if we’re not enough? The cry is not “I am enough” We are not anchoring that. Now I know why. That internal scream of…
Numbers.
Numbers, always numbers. Nine to five. Escaping the numbers. You can take someone out of the 9 to 5, but it takes a long time to take the 9 to 5 out of the person. If ever. Always the numbers. Wide-eyed and green and ready to make a difference. Excited like Cheshire cat purring up…
The Hedonistic Way
Fuck Perfection. For thought leaders, explorers and change makers who want a stereo un typical life. For disruptors who want to create a business and life like it’s the most amazing orgasm. You get to a certain stage in your business and life where you realise that you’re in a cycle of repetition, monotonous-mundane-mindless tripe.…
Sacred Love
Cut me open and see all of me. Internal words travelling through my mind not aligned with the words that travel through my body. My body. My body yearning for love, not just any love. Sacred love. The love that never goes away. Only grows. Even when it doesn’t feel good, you know it’s still…
Tomorrow’s Dreams & Today’s Reality.
Fleeting. Forever Changing. Dancing with the horizon. Waiting for a new dawn. Vision was once so clear. Now. Now… Now… I know how I want to feel. I don’t want to feel bogged down in the mundane. Just like any hopes that are dependent on tomorrow’s maybe. Look up. Look around. Look within. That’s…
Self Importance vs Self Aware.
Excited. Nervous. Annoyed. Hopeful. I am really hungering for relationships that mean something. Without clinging to them like I’m a puppy and when I grow up they won’t want me around anymore. The new thought leaders promoting the show reel. Self importance vs self aware. Fuck the show reel. Fuck the clique. I want people…
