listen… i’ve got a bone to pick with You. you created me. this passionate-strong-intelligent-fully-loving-jump-two-feet-in-not-to-be-fucked-with Phoenix of a Woman on this earth, but let me get in my own way. what good is being a free spirit in a timeline so dense with bullshit rules that make it impossible to roam freely, safely? what good …
Author Archives: Toni Moné
Dawn Breaks
She had caught the sunrise that morning and thought how gratifying it would be to witness each and every day. As she lies and waits for him to return from the bathroom, songs from the birds outside the window try to distract her. She knows what’s about to happen. She wasn’t ready but couldn’t tell …
Father
I walk down a dark tunnel. Not afraid but with a knowing that I was not alone. The air – not too warm and not too cold. No smells or sounds other than my own breathing. Just space to exist. I walk down this tunnel and see a light ahead. I start to hear the …
Again
They say don’t be afraid to love again And it’s not that I’m afraid to love again It’s that I’m afraid to be hurt again To be tortured mentally, physically, emotionally again To listen to the lies again Be cheated on, manipulated, and abused again To completely lose myself in someone else again To have …
Following the Flutters to Pam Singh
When my mentor told me to lean into the things that light me up… the subtle intuitive hits that lead me to joyous experiences, I translated that into a short phrase that I try to live my life by daily: Follow the flutters. One day, those flutters lead me to meet Artist, Entrepreneur & Fashion …
The Edge of the Status Quo
How beautiful it is when we allow ourselves to drop the resistance. When we allow ourselves to put aside the automated stories Like our healthy likes, and PG wants Our sugar-coated dreams. You know… the “best of” reel that maintains our place as normal with others. Maybe just enough of a rebel to be …
And She Dances
Together, they celebrate the version of herself that finds freedom alone in her room on a Friday night, dancing as if everyone is watching and a show is what they’ve come to see.
a thousand Deaths
She had died a thousand times before for everyone else, to make herself fit into the boxes they had drawn for her to exist within. But it wasn’t until she finally died for herself that she could be reborn into the person she came here to be.
To the Woman by Toni Moné
To the Woman who lost herself in a man or a woman and said yes to things they didn’t mean out of comfort or fear of not meeting someone else’s expectations, even when it hurt or felt wrong, or crossed boundaries that made her question her worth. To the Woman who never knew a …
