Love is a wild ride. 11 years. I have no words. If love has a certification, this would be it. Notarized in the tears and joy that comes stamped with the passing of time. Proud of us for setting our own rules.
If I constantly lie to myself and run from my truth, I will be handicapped. I will not be able to recognize the truth any longer. These trust issues didn’t build themselves. Why does it feel like every relationship I have is missing something, feels a bit hollow? It’s because I have actively chosen to let that beast within me grow. The one that feeds on the lies I tell myself, because they’re easier to believe than the truth. I deserve better.Continue reading “Finding Truth and Nurturing Growth”
Listen, I was gonna hit you up and lie to you and tell you that I dreamt about you again. But, honestly, I didn’t. The thing is, I just really wanted to dream about you so I could get lost in us. I like the thought of wanting to kiss you. Of holding you close. I mean, why not, right? Who knows what the next lifetime has to offer, so while we have the opportunity, why tf not? Continue reading “Insert, “Girls Like You,” by Miguel here ?”
I woke up with a lust for life that I have not felt in a long while. So many ups and downs these last two years. The way life kicked my butt, sat me down and had me humbled has been truly awe-inspiring. I cannot sit here and tell you that my heart is whole, because to be completely honest with you, it hasn’t been whole ever since I learned that love meant giving a part of yourself for someone else to honor and cherish. Continue reading “I’m Back and I’m Inspired”
I’m going to keep this short and sweet! I am blessed to be in a position to be able to move forward the dialogue on mental health. I will be partnering with various therapy locations in AZ to help sponsor your first therapy session. I think we live in a time where we get told that a well-balanced psyche is pivotal to healthy growth, but the resources are few and far between. This is one direct way that I know I can help influence change for the positive. If you are interested, please use the contact me form on this site to reach out and we can talk about how I can help support your mental health journey.
Always with love and flame burning bright!
– Navjot AKA NewFlame
My old flame is my new flame
I want to love you like you need me to
Baby, I’m scared
That I have evolved
And you’ll never forgive my past
Tattered hearts – like broken records
My old flame is my new flame
Continue reading “Broken Record”
This world is filled
With moody poets
Let’s break the curse
And put an endContinue reading “I call this, “my muse””
They say, I did not inherit the silence of my mother. As though she took the easy route in life. She’s strong. She’s lived a world I could never fathom. Her whole life was dedicated to her children and family. She took heavy breaths, so I could breathe freer. Speak my mind and live my truths. It’s easy to be a rebel when you’re preaching to people who think exactly like you. It’s easy to get people riled up when they all think like you. That’s not real revolution. A lot of us angry, but we don’t even know what we’re angry at. But, her? Oh, she fought to give her daughter, me, the world I inherited. Her anger, the way she moved was and is with precision. I was everything she could not be. Was never given the opportunity to be. Her flame is resilient and burns slow and steady, so mine can burn taller and bolder. I am her legacy. I am her rebellion in motion. I am revolution. I am change.
This year I…
….realized I fell for the right person at the wrong time. Only to come to the realization that there isn’t really a right time. If it didn’t happen then, it’s probably better to let it go. Because she really doesn’t care for me that way. Even though, I feel something so real and tangible every time we link. And I know it isn’t in my head. She looked me in the eyes and said she knows I see her. But, gotta let that go anyways. Because, this isn’t it. If she really cared for me, she wouldn’t have ended up in someone else’s bed. Continue reading “Opening up to strangers on the internet”
We’ve been having long conversations about
Where we’re headed
The differences so ingrained,
It’s almost biological Continue reading “Yes”