Carelessness. It fucking hurts. I want to pretend it doesn’t. Careless words. Careless glances. Careless touches. Careless desires and their careless fulfillment.

What happened to personal responsibility? That is what I want to ask. I ask this of myself, and I ask it of others. I have to say, this New Age idea of “it’s all perfect no matter what” is kind of a cop out, and just a more sophisticated mind-fuck version of that game we used to play as children of “I’m going to keep swinging my ... read more

Okay, so I admit that I just logged on after prompting from a lovely friend, and realized I had not been on here in 2 years exactly. Wow. But, better late than never, I suppose. Trips me out a bit thinking back to what I was doing 2 years ago, and how many lifetimes it feels like I've lived since then. The good news is, I feel like I've come a long way into myself. And for once in my life... I am happy to be where I am. I guess eeven Gypsy children grow roots and find Home. :)

We're all just searching for that amazing, life altering Love, aren't we? We look into the eyes of every person we meet, hoping to find it. Often disappointed, but ever-hopeful that it will be in the eyes of the next one. Someone, we think, must have the key to unlock all the love and beauty inside me. And in this secret hope, I believe, lies a profound understanding of the true purpose of relationship. The Lover is the mystical key to unlocking the amazing potential in each of us. It is th... read more