The chaos isn’t too much. It’s just right.
Category: Thresholds
Moments of transition, opening, closing, pause, and change in rhythm.
Ghost Stories
Faith is terrifying. It’s horrific at times to hold space like that inside when all of reality as far as I can see tells me to never believe in anything like love or magic.
In the Pause of Breath
In the pause of breath, there is deep compassion.
Danger, Domesticated
Mistletoe, the kiss that killed. Arrow-sharp as love.
Stara Esoterica 