•Soul Meets Body•

I'm Kika. 🫶🏼 I'm into all things cottage core. I love baking, gardening, music and reading. I enjoy writing and exploring around my home in the forest.

My kitties, Lilah and Pepper, are my life.

In my busy life, I'm a wife, and step-mom and a nurse; in my personal existence, I'm an introverted spiritual woman. It's here that I get to escape the word and express myself.

I dream of traveling the world, meeting other introverted people, and eating delicious foods.

Let's be friends!

My eyes awaken, reality sets in. I feel the familiar pull.

The fear. It's there, deep underneath.

And it wreaks havoc upon my soul.

It comes and goes with nostalgia. It pulls upon my grief.

It brings memories of moments gone past.

It aggravates my sleep.

It gnaws upon my mind and frightens my stoic heart.

Glimpses of comfort. The little things.

Then gnashing tears me apart.

It's not quite clear where these echos come from. Why they started so sudden, oh why?

But when they occur, I think of nothing else.

It makes me feel like I may soon die.

My heart starts to race, my brow feels a sweat. My body, my mind, starts to shake.

My courage shrinks and my will shys.

There's not much more til I break.

But somehow it fades, suddenly dimmed, and I feel myself crawling back.

Weeping and scathed from the pain of what was.

And it's He who mortars the cracks.

These moments, though fleeting, may come and go and take bits and pieces from deep.

But to my own knowledge, this pain that I get,

Isn't some monster, just me.

-Kika Deanna Henson