12/31/2025
One last poem written this year.
Longing.
Because we all need to be loved, seen, respected, and protected while held in our vulnerability by loves’ light.
-Especially our inner warrior.
Writing for me is deeply connected to a space where I go to meet the many aspects of myself. Where I witness, listen, and give them a voice. Sometimes, words come through- other times feelings do; often, those feelings can not translate into words, and I just hold them close to my chest and let the magic of love do the rest.
These words came through yesterday as an intention, around what my heart is calling in. In this new timeline I am learning to integrate as parts of me are willing to be seen- for the first time.
The strangeness of this year inspired me to write more new poetry than I have ever written and recreate many of my older pieces with a new vibe. Curating some of my favorite pieces yet and I look forward to sharing them in 2026.
Wishing you all a wonderful new year filled with dreams that nourish your soul and love that honors your truth.
Ciao 🤍