I used to be so wild. A little girl with fantastic worlds in her head where she played the main character, usually as the witch, making potions with pond water and algae as the minnows danced around her spell work. Where did that young witch go? I grew up and left her in the woods... Continue Reading →
I began a new journaling practice I learned about online called 'morning pages' where you write at least three pages in a journal, long-hand, first thing in the morning. It's a way to clear out the clutter in your head before you start the day. I have been doing this for six days now and... Continue Reading →
Two nights ago, I drowned. It’s one of my worst fears, to drown in dark water and not knowing what lurks around me as I struggle to break through the surface. I didn’t experience the drowning, though, only dreamed it, but even in the dream I didn’t feel myself dying. There were pictures of me... Continue Reading →
Mysti Gayle 