And today is not a Moment existing beside my reality, it is the blood that is running through my veins, rising to the surface when in pain, rushing to unburden, heal my shame and remind me: In feeling there is gain.

I am sitting here sobbing in my bed at 11 am in the morning because I could feel the hurt of my porous boundaries, too much pleasing and rejection for expressing where I start. My boundaries have been broken far too often …

Late summer shots ... I miss the smell of warm sunbeams and adventures in the air... let my heart be always full of expectations like I’ve never been disappointed, never been hurt before . Flood my heart...

I am not a professional photographer and I do not always have the means to transport my message or a feeling through a picture but at times I'm trying to improve my skills with lower quality tools...