Most nights she walks into the kitchen, Unbeknownst of what to make for dinner. As she opens the fridge for inspiration, Her ideas and creativity slowly start to simmer.

In the kitchen she is free to play, With different ideas, flavours and combinations. As she combines and experiments with the various ingredients, She no longer allows any limits on her imaginations.

For over ten years, food has...

She pretends to be kind, as she finds out your weaknesses, only to use them against you. She says she is your friend, but behind your back she drenches your name in toxic sludge. She is so good at making you think that she cares, that you think that you are the one who is crazy when she suddenly withdraws any affection. Your intution tells you that her intensions are manipulative, but somehow she ...

Why wait until I am old to stop caring what people think? Why not sing at the top my lungs today, in the street, no matter the reactions? Why not wear crazy outfits combined out of clashing colours because who cares? Why not write whatever I want, even if it is “junk” to some, because writing is something I do for me anyway? Why wait until I’m 90 to die my hair purple, To drop my dress at the d...

I want you to message me and yet I never want to hear from you ever again. I keep looking at your Instagram to see what you are doing now and then I block you. It happens all time, it has sort of become a a cha cha dance by now. Where I take one step forward, then to the side and then backwards. Only to repeat this every other week or so.

I want you to think of me and yet I want you to forget I e...

If only I wasn’t sick, I would take the world on by storm. If only I had more energy, I would write non stop.

If only the world was kinder, And people didn’t give in to their own greed and fears so easily. If only countries weren’t run by corrupt leaders, How many more people would have the opportunity to flourish?

If only we could go back in time, To stop the toxic mess that we are in now. If o...

The sun is setting… anxiety knocks on the window, it wants to come in and fill me with guilt of all the unfinished projects of the day, of all the poems that I didn’t write, of all the pictures that I did not draw.

The stars twinkle in their boundlessness, consoling my ever-seeking soul. They don’t search for meaning, they don’t have the pressure of performance. They merely shine in their existen...

It lasts a lifetime… the moment when you set your first boundary. At first, you feel like you have committed a crime. that you have caused some irreversible injury.

It lasts a lifetime… the moment when you start protecting your energy, from those who cannot accompany you on your climb. Letting go, you’ll find is the only remedy.

It lasts a lifetime… the moment when you realise that you love your...

The revelation is that we don’t cry anymore. We hold our feelings in for evermore.

The revelation is that we crave routine. But freedom has become our modern-day doctrine.

The revelation is that when you notice yourself overreacting. It could point towards your soul’s awakening.

The revelation is that your words won’t be remembered. Even when you exert a decent amount of effort.

The revelation...

I sometimes feel like it’s my fault that I am sick. I stress a lot, I have been anxious, living in fight and flight mode for most of my existence.

Is this what made me sick? My lack of boundaries and self-love, Worry and fear. The overthinking spirals I keep finding myself into.

Sometimes I manage to get up and fight. Maybe I fight too hard at times What is the right amount of effort required...

The closer you think that you are getting to awakening, the further away from it you find yourself. It’s like being self aware, isn’t actually being self aware. What would life be if we are all awakened, would that even be life at all?...