A.N.Tipton

Joined March 2021

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I am a Writer, a Lover of Books, a Mother & an Usui Reiki Master who loves to read & write & all things Universal. Words move me, inform me, inspire me.

Find me at Twitter: @iambeauty111

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The brush strokes a burnt orange arc across the canvas, provoking joy with a bit of pain. Slashing black lines contrast, making the colors stand out.
By A.N.Tipton2 years ago in Poets
Absolution
You never asked for absolution. And yet, should you? Would I give it? Maybe, for me, but not for you. I don’t have to carry your guilt around,
By A.N.Tipton2 years ago in Poets
Thermometer
He sits outside, in the frigid winter air, watching the snow fall on the front lawn, adding to the whiteness of the unblemished blanket.
By A.N.Tipton2 years ago in Poets
The Truth Seeker
The truth seeker, the seer, the unblemished vision, comes to me on the wind. She sighs with starstruck eyes, gently, softly,
By A.N.Tipton2 years ago in Poets
My Journey of Awakening
The last few years I’ve been on what I consider a journey of awakening. It’s not as mystical as it sounds, or at least not all of it. I tend to gravitate towards the more spiritual and new age way of thinking, yet I don’t believe that is the only path a person can take to go on a journey of awakening. The reason I say this is because I believe we are all human, having human experiences collectively and having them on the same round rock called Earth that spins in this vast universe. It’s a personal journey and I’ve seen a lot of my friends go on this journey through other means. Means like therapy, exercise, writing, art or other self help like activities. My definition of a journey of awakening is basically getting real with who you really are. The good, the bad and the ugly. Taking ownership of who and what you are, what you’ve experienced in life and taking healthy steps to heal any and all traumas every human being on this planet experience just by living.
By A.N.Tipton2 years ago in Beat
Why does the Universe hate me?
“Blackbird singing in the dead of night, Take these broken wings and learn to fly, All your life. You were only waiting for this moment to arise.”
By A.N.Tipton2 years ago in Humans
Emotional Bombs
You fed my insecure, damaged soul with the dysfunction of your love. Craving turned into addiction, for that twisted validation
By A.N.Tipton2 years ago in Poets
Living Your Life’s Purpose
“If you can’t figure out your purpose, figure out your passion. For your passion will lead you right into your purpose.” ~Bishop T.D. Jakes
By A.N.Tipton2 years ago in Motivation
The Rearview Mirror
Oh, little girl, crystal tears on her cheeks, his face, almost a memory in the rearview mirror. Not once does he look back,
By A.N.Tipton2 years ago in Poets
Confessions of a Closet Writer
I have a confession. I am a closet writer. I’m an aspiring author. I’ve written two first completed first drafts, currently on my fourth draft of one of my six novels. I write poems. I write blogs that I hesitate to put my name on and I journal.
By A.N.Tipton2 years ago in Confessions
Something Began When
Something began when the meteors fell from the sky. Some say it was magic, some say it was a blessing, some say it was a curse, some say it was the end of times.
By A.N.Tipton2 years ago in Poets
It's Time To Wake Up, Now
Down the rabbit hole I go, a spiral staircase, broken and solitary. Forced to confront the hidden truths in the depths of my soul. Unworthy. Unloved. Undesired.
By A.N.Tipton2 years ago in Poets

A.N.Tipton

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Absolution

Thermometer

The Truth Seeker

My Journey of Awakening

Why does the Universe hate me?

Emotional Bombs

Living Your Life’s Purpose

The Rearview Mirror

Confessions of a Closet Writer

Something Began When

It's Time To Wake Up, Now

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