There is no person on this earth who will walk into your life and make you feel whole, complete, forever. - To Be Perfectly, Painfully Human by Gwenivere Weiss @magicandmundane
See with the eyes that allow you to open your mind, feel with your whole heart, and sense with your entire body. — Magic of the Aspen Tree Crested Butte, CO Summer 2017
Guest Poetess & Wild Wanderess, Gwenivere Weiss shares a passionate poem hot of her poetic presses.
Winter is the womb where Spring finds the room,
to give way to Summer where she is in full bloom.
Then falls into Autumn like the leaves to their resting tomb.
We find ourselves.
In the deep Winter of our womb.
Guest Writer This Week! Featuring a poem about women who not only run with wolves, they dance.
"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
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.