Journal Entries

Evidence of my pain and my passion and pleasure....

The beauty that resides within my soul burns a fire through me that manifests prosperous futures untold.

Everything broken heals.

And through artistic expression my soul mends itself from the deep wounds buried in my heart and psyche because deep down I understand to be unhappy is an abnormality.

Life's beauty is boundless in it's expression and is intricately woven in the patterns of day and night and can be witnessed from any height.
Wether it be birds and bees
Or monks on their knees
A few dancing trees
Or a soft melodious breeze.

Every moment I breathe I thrive and give gratitude I'm alive. I choose do so with a stroke of a brush or the flick of pen, from there I wake up and do it again and again.

Inspired by love, well endowed with hope, sometimes a little naive but maybe that's how I cope.

As we move through lifes seasons and lovers elope, I keep in mind that it's never been a crime to hope.