
One night The stars whispered your name They outlined your image in their sky And I fell -gws

One night The stars whispered your name They outlined your image in their sky And I fell -gws

He loved her quietly Though his eyes shouted it to the stars -gws

I am worthy.
I am deserving of feeling good in my body.
I am deserving of comfort.
I am fiercely smart.
I am talented as f😘ck!
-gws

A little storm cloud wanted to be painted in the colors of dawn and so it stood in the sunlight, basking in joy. -gws (photo by me taken while waiting to grab my to-go coffee this morning.)

I am in a mood A place A space Where I have no desire To live with grace Where rage itches Beneath my skin And I do not wish To let anyone in I want to bare my teeth To growl To snarl I'm desperately trying To hold it back I know no easy remedy No salve to soothe The volatility in my soul Trying to break me To break loose onto the world -gws

Love you! Miss you!
Let’s figure out how and when we can exist in the same space together for a while because my soul needs some YOU energy like my skin needs sunshine!
-gws

May your hearth glow bright and warm as the sun deities slumber. May your threshold be welcoming and your table full. May you dream deeply of abundance, joy, love, and laughter. May the stillness of nature restore your ability to hear your heart song. Rest well and know that, soon, the sun returns! Blessed Solstice! - gws

Sometimes a happy ending is only the middle of a story. -gws
Dedicated to Stephen “tWitch” Boss who brought so much joy and left in so much darkness.

Though I've felt the inky blackness I have never drowned in that airless pit Like a cancer Depression eats away at the soul Devouring in whispers that haunt the mind While stealing the light of joy Before it can take root and grow What's worse is we often never know Until it is too late There is a great battle Between light and dark A war within those we love And sadder is that no amount of love or light Can irradiate the darkness away That void slowly eats away hope Dimming the ability to perceive the light No soul can thrive without light At least not indefinately Making the surrender to that void Look like release for too many Depression is a cancer of the soul -gws

With bleary eyes I seek them out There in the can upon my shelf I dip the scoop and pour in four I can't imagine adding more The water roils and rumbles And from the kettle's spout it tumbles Into my press of french design To make a potion most divine Four minutes seems to last forever As morning light, my walls, does feather Into my cup goes sugar and cream Awaiting the potion of bitter beans At last I add the dark rich brew And breathe in the familiar scent anew "Good morning!" the first sip says to my brain And now I'm ready to face the world again -gws