We don’t conform. We don’t obey. We won’t fall into line. You can’t predict our next move with your digital mind. There are more of us, waking and rising, with each passing day. We’re organic magic. You can’t shake us. We aren’t going away. The human heart – she is wild and fierce, a storm […]
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We Are Not Going Away
We will not quiet down. We won’t hide. We won’t beg, grovel, cower, or bargain. We won’t obey. We will not bow. We will fight in ways that are foreign to you. In ways that you can’t foresee, comprehend, or stop. We are free. We will remain free. And we will fight to make sure […]
I Want to See
I have to comprehend things deeply. I need to take the time to see them inside out. I crave a deeper understanding of life and all things in it. People. Places. Ideas. Art. Nature. I yearn to love them all; and this is my way of falling in love. First by fully seeing, by truly […]
Celebrate
The word ‘protest’ doesn’t seem to accurately reflect what I’m seeing on the streets. And that’s exactly how it should be. Sure, we hold signs that tell the world what we reject in this current reality – but the energy and actions we are demonstrating have nothing to do with rejection and everything to do […]
Get to Work Having Fun
Find that place where the noise fades and weight lightens. Look for the movements and actions that allow each aspect of your truth to flow seamlessly – where you still see the truth, in its well-lit streets and its dark alleys, but your heart remains open and your voice is strong. Look for that place […]
White petals
Morning sun spills through the window at seven, painting gold columns on the wall. Beyond stands a white-flowered sentinel, perfumed, branches nimble, and green, and tall. A world of perfectly simple treasures, and I, completely enamored of them all. ©️ Cristen Writes
The Resistance
I wont accept your rules, and I don’t recognize your authority. These roots run too deep for salutes and pressured conformity. My wings are ancient and carry me far above all that noise – out of reach for rules, and controls, and tin soldier boys. I won’t bow to your flags or dance to your […]
Still we rise
For every heartbreak there will be healing. For everything broken there will be a new seed planted, and from those seeds a garden will grow. For each loss there will be a blessing added. For every fear there is a hope. Hope. The water that opens seeds. The balm that heals our wounds. The birth […]
Foxglove Daisy Tulip
You can plow the earth, leave lifeless hills, fill dumpsters painted army green. You can don your masks and silly guns, head out to parks, and make a scene. You can twist the prophets’ holy words, say your prayers like show and tell. You can disparage dissent, lie, cheat, steal; you can curse and arrest […]
Let it go
We’ve all heard it. Read it in books. Seen it plastered on tee shirts, even, like a three word mantra that’s relatable to just about everyone, and therefore is quite marketable. Let it go. What those three words don’t tell you is that it’s not as straightforward as it sounds. It is. But it isn’t. […]
Until It’s Gone
You don’t know what you have until it’s gone. And you don’t believe that sentence until you do. Once upon a time I thought that my partial attention and long distance prayers meant caring. I didn’t live there after all, in those countries where people were hungry, or scared, where children found themselves alone without […]
One Taste
Why go searching for a piece of flint when you can just snap your fingers and light the hearth? That’s where I landed as it relates to dating and romance. I know I am no trailblazer here, and in hindsight I’m surprised it took me this long. But now that I’m finally here, I understand […]
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