I was feeling a bit sad this morning, thinking of someone who hurt me, still confused as to why it all happened. So I turned on some Jimi Hendrix. There’s just something about Hendrix, about his music, that stirs my soul. It’s pretty much impossible to be depressed when rocking out to Jimi!
A blog of introspection
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Rhyming Poetry
Walking through that door makes the blue a little lighter. She holds space as I gently spill. We sit, we talk - we water, dig and bury. Nurturing a shoot. Aiding it in light - to find its path through thorns - Malan Wilkinson
Never get lost in the Sauce
Next Time, At Least Bring Wine
Where Anxiety and Spirituality Converge
Opening a Discussion on Mental Illness
Breaking the Silence 