Make Space.

no-one else can come here.

as i’ve grown,


and lived —

this has remained my pocket of the universe

that no-one can break into.

& even though it was gifted,

i’ve always understood my responsibility.

as we continue to experience,

we learn about our needs and deficiencies

& as much as i believe we are here to connect,

I also believe we are here to protect

that which holds the rite of birth and passage.

our weapon

our rock

our vessel of expression

requires the same love and attention

you give to yourself


& the things you desire.

most importantly:

the space required

requires us to assess

the what, who, where, why and how

of our lives.

how much space is taken by that action, thought or feeling?

& how much are you making?


god bless.

~ Dev.