Our outer light giving way to shed light on the inner realm. That which we can't see, but but sense. That which we don't know, but will.
Tag: feminism
My Dear, These Tears You Weep
Ever suddenly been moved to tears and not know why? These tears you weep, from way down deep...…
The One Who Lights Kindling
Guest Poetess & Wild Wanderess, Gwenivere Weiss shares a passionate poem hot of her poetic presses.
Anita’s Truth is Absolute.
Anita's heart was one of a Revolutionary...“For me, the truth has to be absolute. A relative truth is a half-truth and a half-truth is just a half-lie.” - Anita Garibaldi
Joan The Fearless
Without Joan of Arc, there may be no France. Both her tongue and wit were as sharp as the sword she later carried.
The Dance
Guest Writer This Week! Featuring a poem about women who not only run with wolves, they dance.
Josephine’s Compassion is a Call
"Compassion is a call, a demand of nature, to relieve the unhappy as hunger is a natural call for food." - The Patron Saint of Prostitutes
Dear Misogyny, You are not Evil. You are Lost, and You are Loved, Unconditionally.
Guest Writer, Lilith Lavender writes on reconciling with misogyny. Thank you for inspiring me to show up in the world and to dare to be seen.
A Fire Burned in their Names…
To Thee—who feels broken, maimed, and overly-tamed,
misguided and trained to feel so much disdain. To Thine—who wants to be awoken, reclaimed, and untamed, inner-guided to feel the melody of being unchained.
A Fire Burned in their Names
To Thee—who feels broken, maimed, and overly-tamed,
misguided and trained to feel so much disdain. To Thine—who wants to be awoken, reclaimed, and untamed, inner-guided to feel the melody of being unchained.
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