Come dance upon my moonlit soul cheeks alight with peachy glow never ending magic glee has enchanted you and me Laughter beckons, speech now halts blind to one another’s faults echoed breathing, silence, chills quiet kisses, loving thrills Stain of berries on the lips subtle swaying in the hips drink to warm the timid heart this is how the whole thing starts Ice-clad walls ’round soul and mind fall and break as two hearts bind wilted wings now stretch and stride to make this faery’s spirit glide Quiet traces in the sand give way to walking hand in hand endless grins and destined...

“Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.” -Shakespeare At different times in our lives, we have all been on the receiving end of trouble, and whether intentionally or not, on the giving end of it.  We have all hurt someone. We have all healed someone. We have been flawed, imperfect, blundering.  We have been dazzling, loving, incredible.  We have been whole. We have been broken. We are human. We may be wounded, but we will always heal. Strength and softness come with that lesson. A sense of who we *really* are comes with that lesson. Indeed, we are bettered by our triumphs so well...

“The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hands.” -Frederic Lawrence Knowles Tonight, I walked on the beach and the moon enchanted me with her twinkling luster of moondust bespeckling the quiet waters. I stood still to take in the captivating image of her, Lady Luna, just smiling and shining down upon everything in sight. From where I planted my feet in the cool evening sand, the moonlight dusted a path from shore to Heaven and I felt sure that if I tried, I could tread across the glow cast on the water and arrive safely in the moon’s embrace.  Her soft, wide, sparkling...

There’s nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and open a vein. ~Walter Wellesley “Red” Smith Just a few articles up and a few days into Soul Candy as a live and pulsing site out there for the world to taste and see, I’m sitting down to write an official hello and welcome.  Hello, and welcome! No matter what anybody tells you or tries to hide behind, there is something incredibly, seductively voyeuristic about reading someone else’s intimate thoughts about life, love, and the aethers of spirit.  Parallel to this, there is an equally exhibitionist-like...

Peace. It does not mean to be in a place where there is no noise, trouble, or hard work. It means to be in the midst of those things and still be calm in your heart. -Unknown. Being a professional writer and having the internet connection go ka-put in the middle of a lucidly pleasant writing session is a bit like having someone startle you while dancing in your underwear when you think nobody is there to “catch” you.  It throws me off and I have to plug back in–literally, but creatively, too–and rebuild momentum after an accidental bout of intellectual backpeddling. This...