Mirror to My Soul by Heather Mirassou

I am taking time off from my website and other activities. Due to a family member needing my help living with terminal heart disease. I have six years experience as a Caregiver so I fit the mold. I love this person very much and I will cherish each day I get to spend with her.

I will be moving about two hours North for six months to a year. The doctor’s have given her six months to live. But we are being optimistic!

I have never done anything like this in my life. Just pack up and go. Live in someone’s house, in a town I know nothing about and put all my faith in God. And hope that my experience and strength will get me through.

Chadd and I will see each other on weekends. I will miss Chadd on a daily basis, just his presence alone. His voice. His shadow even. Everything about him. I will miss my sweet baby girl, Samantha. I will see her on weekends too. Of course I will miss my seven indoor kittens/cats too, oh and don’t forget the thirteen barn cats.

Oh how I will miss my bed that Chadd makes for me every night before I lay down to sleep. He fluffs my pillows and sets all four in order. I will miss the windmill I see at sunrise and sunset. My lovely gardens and especially my esoteric greenhouse. I have to make sure to tell Chadd to water my greenhouse, my entry-way and Nancy’s inside plants.

I am going to be writing a daily journal and working on my FIRST TWO POETRY BOOKS.

My first poetry book is close to being finished; Sensual Soul Poet. Is a collection of poems for readers who understand that sensuality can be reverent; that devotion can be embodied, and that love when approached with intention has the power to transform rather than consume. 

Sensual Soul Poet, explores love as an embodied experience, where sensuality and spirituality are not divided. These poems dwell in the moments just before touching and just after breath, inviting the reader to stay aware with what awakens.

Sensual Soul Poet does not try to define love or desire. It explores them. It allows intimacy to unfold without rushing toward conclusions or explanation. These poems live in the space between anticipation and arrival. Where eroticism is felt rather than named, and where sensuality is honored as something intelligent and sacred. 

What distinguishes this work is its restraint. Rather than naming everything, these poems trust suggestions. They allow silence to carry meaning. They rely on metaphors, nature, and imagery to speak about what is often felt before it is understood. In doing so, they create a space where intimacy can be encountered gently and honestly.  

My second book; Through the Ages in Poetry, This poetry collection reflects emotional ages rather than numbered years. Youth, longing, courage, doubt, healing, and self-acceptance are not as phases we outgrow, but as companions that return in new forms throughout our lives. 

It explores womanhood, time, identity, and self-discovery through long-form, imagery-rich poems. Nature, myth, memory, and the body itself become metaphors for growth. Fields, rivers, light, weather, and bone, mirror and the inner terrain of becoming. 

These poems do not instruct or persuade. They witness. They offer language for experiences many feel but rarely articulate. Wherever you are in your journey, these pages offer reassurance: you are not behind, you are not broken, and you are not finished. You are becoming.

 

To My New Journey, I Am Ready To Set Sail