They came in flocks. It all started long ago in a quiet sleepy town. Lizbeth was an innocent, a babe thrown into the wild and chaos of earth. Nobody really knows exactly what happened. But one crisp, blue morning, a scream was heard for miles. There was no mistake who was screaming. You have to …
Author: Kim Hiles
Kim Hiles is a teacher and author offering soulful tools and intuitive guidance for healing and growth. Through words, reflection, and lived experience, she creates space for others to reconnect with themselves and live authentically.
Poetry: For the animals….
For the Animals I sit here in pain with tears gently flowing into the rivers of pain there are too many rivers where does one start? the animals are drowning does anyone hear them? There are too many rivers of pain adults have a choice they can leave reach out for help speak up, speak …
For the animals….
For the Animals I sit here in pain with tears gently flowing into the rivers of pain there are too many rivers where does one start? the animals are drowning does anyone hear them? There are too many rivers of pain adults have a choice they can leave reach out for help speak up, speak …
Poetry: Tribute to my mother
For Mom on Mother's Day I Remember.... when I was in pain and/or sick, my mom was there to hold me in her arms. She gave me such feelings of safety and security and her understanding and compassionate heart knew no bounds. My mother's love. I Remember.... when I was off to College, away from …
Tribute to my mother
For Mom on Mother's Day I Remember.... when I was in pain and/or sick, my mom was there to hold me in her arms. She gave me such feelings of safety and security and her understanding and compassionate heart knew no bounds. My mother's love. I Remember.... when I was off to College, away from …
Poetry: Life
Spirit and I are one. I go through the fields aimlessly, searching, knowing I will arrive at my destination. I look at the trees, the birds, the beauty of Spirit's creation. It is beautiful and I feel a oneness with all of life. I stumble, I fall. Rocks are at my feet and I cannot …
Life
Spirit and I are one. I go through the fields aimlessly, searching, knowing I will arrive at my destination. I look at the trees, the birds, the beauty of Spirit's creation. It is beautiful and I feel a oneness with all of life. I stumble, I fall. Rocks are at my feet and I cannot …
Poetry: Love’s Dance
Two beautiful tiny rivers are struggling to flow yet gradually growing, building; The blazing heat seems to stop the flow but the rivers are strong and accept, for they know the rains will come; The rains come and the shining rivers are strong and healthy and vibrant. They feel whole and complete, one with all …
Love’s Dance
Two beautiful tiny rivers are struggling to flow yet gradually growing, building; The blazing heat seems to stop the flow but the rivers are strong and accept, for they know the rains will come; The rains come and the shining rivers are strong and healthy and vibrant. They feel whole and complete, one with all …
Poetry: Dark night
The clouds are trying to stay over me and make me one with the darkness but light keeps flickering in. The flashes of light keep me going in my quest and it is these moments when I realize I cannot surrender to the darkness. There is a rainbow on the other side - I can …
Kim Hiles, Author | Educator 