There’s a place and time for everything,

even late night posts.

It may be something in the air,

or something in the planes beyond,

but anxiety has been hanging around me lately.

Not for any particular reason, by the way, just the fact that I feel there’s so much to do and so little time.

Do nothing, they say. And all will be done.

How can I avoid time when I’m constantly being handed stopwatches and clocks?

Where does it go? Where does it go?

I praise the day that rises tomorrow.

As much as I love my job, there’s just something about Fridays I look forward to. Maybe it’s the podcast.

I have a podcast by the way. You can even listen to it on . Isn’t that cool?


oppose to not knowing how I intend to design my new space, my Pothos is thriving, my business is thriving, my life is thriving.

So why do I cry?

Drowning in a restless heart, I scattered to finish what’s been left to do at my place;

So much to do, so much to do.




I stare into My Lord’s eyes;

What do I do Ma?

What’s wrong with me?

And all I get is Love.

And nothing more.

What else is left to give?

I sit.

And stare.

Fire in my eyes;

fire in Hers.

What do I do?

So I write.

I write this to you.

Thank you.

For existing;

for being here. With me.

Let’s talk again tomorrow.


Published by Natalia Lee

Natalia Lee is a spiritual mentor, writer, and artist. She embodies many types of spiritual practice, one importantly being the Taoist principle of living in harmony with the flow of nature. Another is her expression of devotion toward Source through Bhakti Yoga. At 19 years old, Natalia moved from her hometown in New York City to Los Angeles to begin her pilgrimage of world travel and spiritual inquisition. Since then, she has tackled many personal achievements including the publishing of multiple poetry collections, e-books, physical art pieces, a podcast, and a personal blog & brand.

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