The nights are getting warmer and to me, there is nothing better than driving on the highway with the fresh breeze flooding in through your windows. For some reason, this puts me in a chilled and relaxed mood. And with that chilled and relaxed mood, comes the need for music to encapsulate the emotions rushing through my body. I find it so difficult to define music through genres. Sure, you have the big headings, but what of everything that falls in between? What of the soul crushing lyrics weaved in between bouncing beats? Or of the silky smooth vocals… View Post

There comes a point in the night where everything is still. The wind isn’t howling, there is no rustling in the trees. And you start to gasp for the air that seems like it isn’t there. You begin to wonder. Does anyone else notice the stillness? If they are all asleep, is their subconscious painting their dreams with fear to wake them so that they may realise it? Or are you only imagining it? Are you the only one sensitive to the quiet of the night? It will always amaze me how stillness can equate to restlessness. How silence can… View Post

I could never understand your love affair with the night. Of the silent abyss that calls upon the lonely souls of the world, Compelling the release of suppressed emotions. I fear the night. I fear the inexplicable rattles in the walls and the creaks in the floorboards. I fear the reflections that threaten the possibility of an unwanted presence, And the incessant reminders of nights that seem to be from a life past. But there are times when I think it makes sense. When I gaze upon the glistening unknown, marvelling at the celestial beauty. When the street lights flicker… View Post

Comparisons haunt the hallways of my mind. They linger constantly, trading whispers with my memories. But time doesn’t make them weak. It exacerbates their every atom, making them grow stronger with any sense of urgency that rushes through my bones. I wish that I understood the grasp you have over me. Maybe then I could figure out how to pull your hands away from my neck. Maybe then I could find a way to stop the force of pressure you place upon my chest. But trying to understand is all I do. I lay here beneath this frigid blanket trying… View Post

“Each of us has the power and responsibility to heal ourselves, to be our own medicine man or woman. Awakening our innate powers of being, loving, knowing, seeing, and healing involves ongoing work at all levels and in all dimensions of our self. Exploring the range of rhythms and emotions, achieving insights into our conditioning and ego, moving through the energy levels of spirit – these are all activities to be integrated into our daily lives.” – Gabrielle Roth from Maps to Ecstasy: A Healing Journey for the Untamed Spirit   Wet – Don’t Wanna Be Your Girl (via Spotify)… View Post