Brightdark, this Living by Ahava Shira
Brightdark, this living. Sore and soaring. Joygrief. Loveloss. Fearhope. Do you feel it too? The paradox. I once described my journal as “a space for everything.” There’s nothing I can’t say in my conversation with myself on the page. Things I can’t speak find a home there. There’s plenty of room to play with ... Read More >>