Just a Taste...

Here you'll find a constantly evolving space devoted to the elements that make us human - on the deepest, but most simple, level.

The art of the ultimate human experience - the practice of slow living; conscious & ethical travel; the preservation of diversity & cultural tradition; celebration of what the human body & mind are capable of (and how to get there, too).

Ultimately, I explore what life really is, why we're here, and what we should do about it.

Looking for answers to life's biggest questions is where you'll find me.

See you on the road,
x Savannah

Sup, Buttercup?
Little Stories of My Life

every time you open the door

a wave begins to form

the next minutes, hours

they build into a slow


until the door closes

& i'm on the other side

as your touch begins to wear

away, your fingerprints

evaporate from my skin

rising like steam

i see them in the night

like ghosts they follow me

as i walk home in the dark

that's when the wave curls

foaming at the lips

& it breaks

over my body, my heart

tumbles & rolls

in the undertow.


© The Beast Goddess

Photo by © Karl Anton Björkman

Fitness Model Wrapped in Plastic on the Floor by Karl Anton Bjorkman | Stockholm, Sweden
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