April 20, 2022Published by lorenraechelle on April 20, 2022Categories PoetryTo Hold A SoulIt starts as a seed. A thought of one day holding a soul. The planted seed takes root and starts to change you – the opportunity […]
December 4, 2021Published by lorenraechelle on December 4, 2021Categories PoetryWho Will You BeWho will you be now that you’re not inside of me? We were one when I began my journey, when I learned a deeper self-love and […]
August 23, 2021Published by lorenraechelle on August 23, 2021Categories The Chaos Called LifeSuccessWhen I was in high school and getting acquainted with my perfectionist tendencies in full force, I had a choice to make – stay in my […]
April 1, 2021Published by lorenraechelle on April 1, 2021Categories The Chaos Called LifePlansBoy oh boy do I love a good plan. I plan time just to sit down and write plans. So the other day when heading out […]
February 20, 2021Published by lorenraechelle on February 20, 2021Categories The Chaos Called LifeWatering Your WeedsEver since my daughter was 6 months old I’ve told her 5 affirmations: you are brave, strong, beautiful, kind and smart. One day, I realized I […]
January 11, 2021Published by lorenraechelle on January 11, 2021Categories EnergyCreationThe idea of creating something seems intentional. We create presentations, writings, paintings, musicals, poems. Yet even when we are not intentionally creating something, we are still […]
October 25, 2020Published by lorenraechelle on October 25, 2020Categories PoetryWho is She?You are whole and open while you freefall to WHO, The feathers of fear falling away so soon. There’s pain as you pluck away shame, guilt […]
September 9, 2020Published by lorenraechelle on September 9, 2020Categories PoetryThe StillnessDo you ever sit still long enough to hear the leaves rustle? To notice the shimmer of a single thread of spiderweb in the sun? Do […]
April 21, 2017Published by lorenraechelle on April 21, 2017Categories PoetryA Grandmother’s Life No LongerI walked outside and have never heard a quiet like this snowy Sunday evening in Stephens City. The world was still, almost paying respect to my […]