A poem about love… Connect within and you will see, That he is meant to be. He is coming have no fear. His sweetness rests upon your ear. His love so tender you will find, That no love has such…
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“Yoga is paying attention to what it means to be alive” whispered my yoga teacher as we lay in shavansa (the corpse pose) after an intense yoga session. As I listened to the silence of 20 people in the room in…
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PUBLISHED ON THOUGHT CATALOG This article has taken many months to come to fruition. As a writer, I struggle with being vulnerable. I’m scared of not being liked, of being judged and revealing parts of myself that are very…
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PUBLISHED ON ELEPHANT JOURNAL * This article was one of my best yet, and was viewed by over 9,200 readers & had over 798 shares. Earlier this year, I attended a talk by a man who I have followed…
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PUBLISHED ON ELEPHANT JOURNAL If you’re anything like me, an earth child, being out in nature can bring you so much joy. When I was younger, I would head out into our backyard and talk to the birds. I…
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2016, you broke me, You made me feel pain, you unraveled my layers, you tore me down, you gave me many lessons and teachers and you brought everything I have ever feared of to the surface. You broke me, but…
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Body & SoulSelf-LoveSpiritualUncategorizedWriting
How I got my groove back and healed my writer’s block
by naomiwMy grandmother’s words always echoed in the back of my mind while growing up. “You should be a journalist” I forgot, I went travelling, pursued other interests and lived in a town known for it’s wild partying. My creativity got suppressed…
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As I write, my fingers flick over the keyboard knowing exactly what I want to say and exactly why I am writing. I want to write about the personal journey we embark on as we travel through life. Our own personal…
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We live in a world of noise and it felt good to let the world be silent for 48 hours. This movement appealed to me as my profession is in Digital Marketing so I am always online and always on…