my faith entered the dark room the first wednesday in january of two thousand and eight. since then i have been locked in on the wildest most exhilarating and at times excruciating journey of my life. there have been mountain top experiences that many live their whole lives just to taste the thrill, yet never […]Read More you ARE a world changer.
Hi, I’m Alicia Barkley, 33, Author & Founder of ADORED ABOVE! I am a globally-minded blogger writing to anyone who is curious, hungry and pondering purpose. Currently ADORED ABOVE is a mini movement on Facebook in a FB group with almost 3k+ members at ADOREDABOVE, reaching from coast to coast & World Wide through various […]Read More Hello ADORED Lovelies! About the FAM + Author!
`you are my ethereal, you are the place I’ve always dreamed of but never knew I could ever find. I never knew I could love someone so easily and effortlessly–but it comes together naturally, classically. You are air to my lungs, in a world that hurts to breathe in. You are safety in a maze […]Read More my ethereal*
dear god, make me a bird, so i can fly, far far away – forest gump remember when life was one big fat adventure? i remember waking up at quarter to seven and waiting until the digital numbers on the microwave turned to 08:00 so I could run outside and play, whether mom was up […]Read More this makes no [expletive] sense
Compassionate Open Lavish Empath If your form emerged from stone, it would be recognized as a masterpiece. Locks and doors, keys and latches, all open to deep waters–deep, dark blue. You’re a human iceberg with ninety percent of depth below the surface. Life is such a weird thing. One minute you are a stranger living […]Read More of a triumphant people
Elation fills up my soul today. I’m happy because I always overcome. Pain comes in like a flood overtaking me, changing me. As it washes out, I am filled with a quiet peace. Intimacy has made itself one with me through standing strong against the storm. From it, I’m forged. Day by day, little by […]Read More note to self
i’m drowning, but i’m paralyzed. like i’m stuck between two floors, trapped in an elevator i’m torn, forlorn. i’m defeated and deflated of all that is within me to fight once more. I know you feel it too. We slowly detach, knowing less and less about one another and for some reason that’s okay to […]Read More rough draft dg.doc