For Fulk's Sake

In a space beyond the sea and sky Where magic and whimsy are easier to come by There’s a little town nestled in the valley Where everyone is just…happy OK that’s not actually 100% true The beings there do get sad and mad too They have their fair share of hurts and worries It’s how they deal with those hurts – that’s the actual story Here - everyone is different, just as they should be It is welcome, celebrated and ever so lovely And if someone is struggling or has lost their

My fingernails are bloody  from raking over my body  for the last 30 years  or 300 checking every imperfection  every swell, every curve Am I bigger here? Is that getting smaller? What a tragic distraction They taught me to hate  my body  Before I even understood  what love was They took my power​ And replaced it with  Fear Obsession Self-loathing  People pleasing  Over achieving  Hardness where there should have been  softness grace  love  Almost everyone woman who has walke

So I will just start from the start I say "so" a lot  I'm a witch human who is working through her insecurities and traumas with the help of said witchcraft, nature, cosmic miracles and my absolute genius imagination A magical storyteller who knows she is meant to share her art and imagination with whoever wants and/or needs it despite the paralyzing fear of rejection or maybe the real fear is I will actual be seen A constant dance with different and ever changing choreo Desp

I never understood why superheroes only had one secret identity. I think it would be so much more effective to have a few. Or if you're just walking around with your powers hanging out (looking at you Marvel) not caring if people know or not, why not be more than one kind of superhero or person or anything?! I guess the big guy with the cape, or the shield, can't exactly just transform into something else whenever they want. ​ Like I can - the most powerful superhero ever. ​

Do you remember those choose your own adventure books? I  loved  those books. I mean. sure, sometimes you'd choose the lame adventure but there was always that little moment of fear, excitement and anticipation when you just didn't know what was going to happen next. I loved those books so much the notion of them sort of become my life.  Every day is a "choose your own adventure" for me.  ​ See I am not one of those brooding superheroes who is constantly at war with his purpo

I know. I am coming off super confident Because I am Some might say cocky Would you say that if I was a.... Never mind That’s a different soap box for a different time I decided some time ago that being audacious is not a bad thing; to step boldly into your authentic self and move forward with confidence. Why on earth would that be a bad thing?  It’s not really. Unless you’re a woman There I said it. I think I also said earlier that my powers developed over time. I said that

Bob Dylan I no longer have regrets Or at least I've changed my definition  of the word It does not exist  in my world ​ OK but  if there was one  it would all the music  I pretended to like  To be liked And it didn't  even work   What are you doing tonight?  Visiting my ancestors  Talking to my spirit guides Singing made up songs  Dreaming about living in a magical turtle shell Humanly and ethically gifted of course  Being Whimsical Magical  Who I've always been  How about yo

The most magic of spells can Come from the most unseen Places And you can't tell me Keanu Reeves Isn't a Wizard

This space will probably start looking a little different. It might look different every day And isn't that a wonderful thing?

Do you think rabbits have addresses? Do they tell other rabbits "You should stop by tonight! I live by the Gnome lawn figurine in the yellow house." I suppose they wouldn't use human based coordinates. What do you think? Make sure to check out the "Poetry" and "Cosmic Fran" sections while your pondering.

If you found yourself on this blog but are wondering where the hell the blogs are, check out the "Poetry" and "Cosmic Fran" sections. That's where the party is at currently. Also, if you have a short story or poem you would like showcased on a website only 12 people have looked at, please reach out! I'm your gal!

New purpose and perspective. And a whole lotta joy. I hope you visit, stick around and maybe even join in the fun.

Thank you to the six people who visited this space today. In a world ruled by numbers, that may not seem like much. But out of the fajillions of people, six of you chose to spend a moment of your day with me. For whatever reason. Thank you.

This space is back, but this time it's just for fun. And whatever comes with it or from is just icing on that cosmic cupcake baby. Stay tuned.

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