still I rise

by Maya Angelou You may write me down in historyWith your bitter, twisted lies,You may trod me in the very dirtBut still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does my sassiness upset you?Why are you beset with gloom?’Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wellsPumping in my living room.Just like moons and like suns,With the certainty of […]

embodying and fortifying your sensuality

It’s difficult to walk through the world with your head held high, while silently apologizing for all that you are not. For not embodying all that is good, beautiful, and alluring. Comparison, in this case, may be the thief of joy but appreciation in the catalyst of gratitude and learning. Appreciating the sensual nature that […]

Why beauty doesn’t matter

Today I am so sick about the world. How ugly it is. How brutal it is. How we are infinitely engulfed in a cycle of developing cheaply for novelty and short meaningless unshared unsacred pleasures. It truly breaks my spirit. I’m in this world, this life, just like you, just like everyone else making the […]