
raine’s blog
a safe place for my creative self-expression.




dancing with my shadows
I kept dancing with my shadow, and then, all on the same DAY, to my absolute amazement, everything aligned perfectly, better than I ever could have planned or thought. That’s why I believe in the magic.

disorganized attachment
Having disorganized attachment doesn’t mean you’re not a safe person. For me, it means that since emotional security and safety wasn’t modeled or provided to you, you have the journey and responsibility of finding that for yourself, however you can.

take all of me
These are the divine clues, as what we see in others are what we see in ourselves. The hints lie in the energy.


pisces purge
And it is the Pisces full moon, and I have been purging, and crying, and I am completely happy with it, so I can make room for the new.
For other people in my life who allow the emotions to flow freely, and simply, too.

connecting threads
I feel that the spider who spins its web differently every single day on my driver’s side mirror works and longs to build a strong web that does not get destroyed every time the car is in motion.
I work and long to do the same.
second time
I wrote a whole blog just now, and deleted it, because I needed to write a second time.



a city of creative chaos
The most talented I’ve ever seen live in this town,
using the dark, chaotic energy here to fuel their emotion-filled ballads.


not all are meant to hear me
And it’s a poem you’ll never hear, because you can’t hear it with your ears. It is in the way my eyes wander into yours and notice the way that you speak, and the emotions you express. It’s in your little nuances that I learn the beauty of who you are, every sound of word, every body movement, even in the moments where it seems like nothing is happening.

forget-me-nots
And sometimes all I want to do is plant a seed where you stay. To know that you don’t see me as a dead flower. I want you nearby to watch me grow, through each season, even if you have no water to give me. I desperately don’t want you to forget my colors.
