Mysterious Me

“There is a charge For the eyeing of my scars, there is a charge For the hearing of my heart — It really goes. And there is a charge, a very large charge For a word or a touch Or a bit of blood.” Why did Sylvia Plath feel that she was on display for the…

Introducing ARTOFSELFBLOG

  ARTOFSELFBLOG, what is that about, you ask? Simply put, it’s about admission of grief, REdiscovery, REdefining of self, and onward searching, while accepting where we are in life. Yes, our inner selves are full of artistic fragments that are waiting to outline these new pathways for us as long as we allow it. PASSION…