Safe Harbours. Mirrored Lights

At the dead end point, just in time to face a more mature reality, I arrived at the most forgotten harbour. With a clearer vision and a purer heart, toughened up and sharp, but still open … giving, I knew I was home. Shedding off the skin of the empty walls, wounded healers stand never looking back; arriving…

I Won´t Play Your Games

Somebody asked me last week why I was being so nice to them. My answer was, ¨because like Wendy Mass once said, we are each fighting our own battles of which I know nothing about and I respect that.¨ Now here I am this week, very torn today between the video I would choose for this post….