Like a frog on a lily pad

I’ve been taking a mindfulness class and doing a lot of meditation lately. I told my fiancé that when we meditate I feel like a frog on a lily pad. I get distracted by my thoughts that come wizzing by like flies and some times, like a frog, I latch onto those thoughts. Meditation is…

I write because…

I am lost It is a map To guide me forward And a trail of crumbs To retrace my steps SW 02/2018

Tangled Roots

Some times, heartbreak can be a catalyst for your growth.

Kansas City

I wake up in my favourite city One that greeted me a few years ago When I was eager but also scared Towering steel structures welcomed me home I used to wonder how to find motivation How to get out of bed everyday How to face life head on, fearlessly And this city has shown…

Tomatoes // Shane Koyczan and the Short Story Long

Absolutely beautiful I don’t remember the way every song goes. I can’t recall every person I’ve met. I get names mixed up all the time. I’m terrible with birthdays. But I remember all the ways people have affected me. How our stories became memories. And if you were brazen enough to make one with me…