Our bodies are supposed to be the temple for our mind and spirit on this earth. Unfortunately many of us are carrying a lot of pain and anxiety in our body. Much of it is from old pain and deep trauma,

There are triggers for my anxiety and PTSD everywhere. Sometimes I can avoid them or know exactly what caused it. Sometimes I am clueless why I feel a sense of complete foreboding and like I am going to

———————————— ——————————- ———————— Photo found on pixabay.com ———————— ——————————- ————————————- The emptiness found was impeccable A tear, from each eye, did fall The line was drawn and she knew all along

Please welcome our newest freewriters @deemarshall and @ahmadmanga Many of our freewriters are new to the platform and get very few votes on their posts. Every day, I am inviting you to visit one and leave

Its a matter of time, Im waiting for you! Its been so long and things are looking up I know your right around the corner waiting waiting to trip me up but thats fine you don't bother me your nothing new

Well…shit. This is something I tend to say all the time. If you have never met me you wouldn’t know the inflection. It’s something like this. Well (said very nonchalant and with no tone) * insert pause*

You seem innocent enough, bubbling in my glass and making me smile. You seem tasty enough, tingling my tongue and lightening my preverbal trial You make me happy, light in my chest and quick with a joke

Please welcome our newest freewriters @byn Many of our freewriters are new to the platform and get very few votes on their posts. Every day, I am inviting you to visit one and leave some comments and votes.

DISCLAIMER - Yes, I know that the Steemit logo has changed, but I like the old one more and do not want to change it :) My Greetings To You! I really like many of your poems! But... I need to choose only

I often get asked for advice on how to succeed at Steemit. Success means different things to different people, but when asked, I usually share the same three posts. I started blogging here in July of 2016,

Where I belong You’ve been given a bad name A reputation that you’re supposed to be tamed You’ve been seen by the wrong eye Never really noticed as top prize But there you are forever faithful To the blissful

Make a folded rose from maple leaves! In this step-by-step picture-based tutorial, I will show you how to fold a rose from fresh maple leaves. The leaves I used here were from a Japanese Maple, which is

I wrote a similar article to this when I first joined Steemit months ago, but I didn’t really understand the concept of steemit so well and the mechanics behind post visibility, so I didn’t reach the masses

“I need to get my shit together!” is something I have said quite a bit in my life. I hear it from others often as well. My most common uses are about exercise and weight loss. If I realized I hadn’t

I found that wandering around the woods is one of the best activities to get “before” me and “after” me to go away so I can be Real me. Putting one foot in front of the other is a literal manifestation

There it is again just under the skin out of reach under nerves that won't listen its trying to get me to let it free prompting me to dig it out I wish it would learn I don't need to cause the scars It

A sigh, released could bring her peace from lips so frail and red But breath was weak Too weak to speak the words they should have said A heart was torn Her soul, forlorn Distain was left instead And as

I mentioned in a previous blog post ( before about my secret desire to plan for the apocalypse and that I love to hike and backpack. In backpacking I have learned to carry a fairly heavy pack around the