"stop trying to dance to a rhythmn that isn't yours. nothing out there belongs in here"
About Me

Hi to everyone.
My name is Kim Mecca!

I dream of a world where love, space and rest are skillfully employed as powerful problem solving forces, people are at ease with vulnerability, sugar is as illegal as cocaine, and organic is the new non-organic.

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Inspiration category

Coming from two
different cultures has
been instrumental in
how we’ve approached
our design process.

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Sowing seeds

I read somewhere that Trayvon Martin’s father tweeted this MLK quote after the Zimmerman judgement was released. I literally remember being in elementary school and central themes of my writing were often focused on racial issues and how ridiculous they…

the writing files


In the small jungle I created for myself I found a way To build faith To discover its existence within me Sheltered from the the ego’s craving from revenge letting disappointment fall away amidst the chaos I turned the other…

the ♥ files

I loved this so much, I just had to share.  Spectacular unfolding in the writing. You should date an illiterate girl. Date a girl who doesn’t read. Find her in the weary squalor of a Midwestern bar. Find her in…

the ♥ files

your heart shaped box

I’m here and I’m not going anywhere but forward, with you I’m the man who can’t be moved I walked and walked, he said I walked forward but the palm of your hand escaped me I kept reaching my face…

the ♥ files


  it’s the rain, he whispered as he leaned against the door and pulled her close It verbalized the ache I feel from missing you The pleasure in your body for the simple taste of fresh fruit upon on your…


Pacing Ourselves to Ensure Success

It’s no secret that  pacing is essentially to influencing. If you do the right thing, at the wrong time you will get an undesired result.  Pacing isn’t just about timing, it’s about meeting someone where they are so that you…

the writing files, the ♥ files


“I want to feel” she sais your fingertips trace the roads along my bare spine the sun’s warm, not scorching rays against my sleeping face freedom return to my heart purpose reside within my soul expression, a waterfall from my…

the writing files

Are we there yet?

It took twenty two months of part-time writing to complete my first book, The Joy of Cancer.  After the initial six month research phase, I was so ripe and ready to put some meat on the bones and so enthused…

the ♥ files


  at the foot of the master she bows her head as he strums her heart strings at the foot of her love she bares herself naked at his faintest whisper opening her body to him and though he lets…