I am what you would call an unbalanced human being. I am all or nothing.  Divinity of the sea. Mother of earth. Saltwater child. Chameleon soul. Fiercely and unapologetically alive. Caught in the constant whirl of time, I am not who i was a decade ago, not a year ago, not even a breath ago. Endlessly reborn within the embrace of my own reality, my identity constantly being shed and reformed, like scales on a snake, i shed skin... don't we all? Like everything that matters, i am holy and unholy. Body and spirit. Water and earth. Hot and cold. ***** and pure. Unapologetically alive.
I am sensitive, like wild dandelions I dance wherever the wind takes me. I feel everything, my skin like a sponge, soaking and absorbing everything around me. A piece of my insides detaches, blends and merges with the people i come in contact with. I am all or nothing... and that is NOT my weakness.
I see myself in every creature.
I glimpse at my home, earth, with the eyes of a child, curious, hungry, constantly dreaming.
I choose to kneel before the innocent, before the broken and the wounded... We are all one after all, beautifully crafted, breathing and constantly rising.
I am all or nothing. Chaotic. and i have NO shame.
I mostly speak inside my head. I have conversations with the trees, the stars, paper, and pen. If you listen with your ears you will not be able to connect for i am all or nothing.
I spend my nights pulling stars and clouds from the sky and then arranging them on the piece of paper upon which my hands would lie.
You see, I am what you would call an unbalanced collection of constantly changing matter. Chaotic and unapologetically alive.