Gift of Solitude

There is a certain freedom to not needing anybody.  I mean, yes, it is nice to have others around but the incessant need to fill my life up with others who validate my existence is just not there.  I sit alone and appreciate my solitude.  I do all the things I want to do with … Continue reading Gift of Solitude


The Sacred Whore

Hated, despised, blamed and feared.  She is the Whore.  The primal and natural woman.  The honest and unashamed woman.  The free and liberated woman.  Her power is boundless.  The look in her eye, the fire in her heart.  The force of her stride.  The curve of her body.  The soft and subtle movements, evoking images … Continue reading The Sacred Whore