Tuesday, March 29, 2016


When did I become part of man? And how do I separate myself from him?

Female... Woman... History...

All my life I have had to endure the importance of War and Conquest. School has been about the many battles, invasions, deaths of soldiers and of the many rise and fall of Nations, as well as of countries. The only history I got on women was the changing face of fashion.

Every English word I see reminds me that I am forever bound to man. Man is reminded every day on how important he is. I am not.

My importance is in finding importance in shaving all my body hairs, except from my head, that needs to be long and full. In finding fulfillment in cosmetics, fashions, cooking and crafting cute stuff. Oh, and having babies, lots of babies.

I am more than this, much more. I want to be referred to something that is all my own. My own femina. Something that has nothing to do with man, or the masculine. I am created by the Earth, not by a male God, to keep Man from being lonely. Not to serve him.

Without me, everything would collapse. I take care of the little things that need to be done every single moment. Every single day, without complaint. I do this because I find importance in the tasks, not because it serves man. Because it serves me.

Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Riddle for the day...

what i was

i am

and what i will be

i already was

Tuesday, November 3, 2015

Every man seeks the truth about who he really is

The past is a construct of the mind.

It blinds us, fools us into believing it.

But the heart wants to live in the present.

Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Saturday, October 24, 2015

Thoughts on Oktober

Snapshots from Port Costa...

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Trust Me

Trust is where the butcher knife is.

Without trust there is nothing.


Saturday, September 12, 2015

What's Missing

What's missing is knowing that a new way of thinking has to be born in us.
Made firm in the world.

Coming from the mind no longer can lead anywhere but to our demise.

Coming from the heart is the last piece of the puzzle. 

To complete the journey into felt BEING present.