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For the wild ones: This is for the souls who howl at the moon. For the

by Jeanette LeBlanc |

For the wild ones:This is for the souls who howl at the moon.For the ones who sing the song of the wolves.This is for those who hear and heed the call.The untamable.The unashamed.This is for the truth seekers.The wisdom speakers.Those who can see.This is for the wild...

Equilibrium > Balance Balance is a fallacy. A giant conspiracy designe

by Jeanette LeBlanc |

Equilibrium > BalanceBalance is a fallacy. A giant conspiracy designed to make us all feel like we’re continuously fucking up and falling short.But here’s the real truth. You were made for the ebb and flow. Just like the ocean. Just like the cycles of the...

You don’t have to burn anymore. There is no gold medal for breaking. T

by Jeanette LeBlanc |

You don’t have to burn anymore.There is no gold medal for breaking.The full moon hears you even if you never make a sound.You can evolve your own myth.You can dismantle your metaphor.You can write a new truth,You can choose your own lexicon.You can grow yourself...

You, my girl. You are the sun and the moon and the stars.…

by Jeanette LeBlanc |

You, my girl. You are the sun and the moon and the stars. You are the force that pulls the tides. You are the unrestrained howl under a wide-open moon. You are the essence of what it is to dance into ecstasy. You are the heat and the sex and the sweat and the burn and...

Dear moon, Blood moon. Scorpion moon. Moon with a potent…

by Jeanette LeBlanc |

Dear moon, Blood moon. Scorpion moon. Moon with a potent sting. Moon of riotous bloom. Moon of the letting go. Of the going, going, going, gone. Moon of the bittersweet. Of melancholia. Of inevitability. Moon of open palms and whatever comes after the grasping is...
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