I Live Days

I live days in defeat, beaten down by my own mind and the lies it whispers to me. But I have learned to put my feet up and rest easy on those days. For without that respite, I could never dance wildly when I live days in the sunshine of my victories. © Nicole Lyons … Continue reading I Live Days

You are never alone – Sarah Jean Bowers

Depression and anxiety Encompass more than sadness, Fumbling hands, and racing heartbeats. It's missed deadlines, Canceled plans, drawn blinds to block the sun, prayers to make it to dawn. It's silence after breakdowns, Bruised knees From praying for peace. It's lying in the fetal position, drowning in a sea of tears. It's succumbing to grief … Continue reading You are never alone – Sarah Jean Bowers

I Love Your Colours

Some of my strongest bonds have been forged with people who have cracked the foundation of my comfort zone. We rarely agree on things like politics and protests, but we do agree that words hold power and art saves lives. We all view life differently; through eyes coloured by our own circumstances, whether those be … Continue reading I Love Your Colours

One of those days – Mariah Yates

I am so pleased to welcome a new face (from our Facebook page) to TLC today.     We all have our days The days we don't see coming Where everything that can go wrong Seems to go wrong Or maybe just one really shitty thing That makes the rest of the day crappy regardless … Continue reading One of those days – Mariah Yates

Winds of Change

      I have nurtured the seeds of resistance planted in my bones long ago. Roots grown swift and mighty, a solid foundation of iron stands me firm and holds me true. Vines of resilience climb the length of my spine-straight. Blooming down arms of hope and hands of peace, raised in wait, to … Continue reading Winds of Change

The Ugliest War of You 

Absolutely amazing. This is exceptional.   I live in a place where people say “faggot”  as causal as one would say, “hello.” A passing respectful nod from a stranger  is common, although just under his brea… Source: The Ugliest War of You 

You Don’t Know Me – Dianne Hoffmeyer

    You think you know me? You don't. You think I'm the same woman from a few years back? Not even close. You think I'm still quiet, subservient, timid and fragile? Afraid Not. You think I'm just going to let you do and say what you want to me? Think again...   I can … Continue reading You Don’t Know Me – Dianne Hoffmeyer