Having trouble getting back here. Doesn't quite feel like home anymore. Much has changed lately. And I'm not sure where that leaves me Exactly. A little misplaced. A little lost. Feeling like a stranger in this new skinned version of me. I observe myself From a distance. Still seeking... I will always seek But of … Continue reading Live Your Life
I try to do the right things Be the right person Live the right way But no matter how hard I try They are here. In between every thread Of this tapestry. I didn't invite them in. They've always been here. Dark. Menacing. Blocking the happy. Lingering in the sad spaces. I didn't realize there … Continue reading Remembering Me
I was murdered. Stoned alive. By the judge and executioner Of Silence. Bled to the bone I am dry Lost and forsaken to darkness As only the punished can be. I walk among My demons Their heavy cross of confusion Mine alone to bear. I plead I beg I push against The rock that encases … Continue reading Resurrection
On the train heading back from Toronto. Did a solo three-day stint. Been a while since I've been home. A friend needed my support. Death has touched the inner circle again and my purpose was a welcome diversion. Looking into the milky gray of the watery sunset, seeing the rolling fields of almost-green, and naked … Continue reading Lonely Roads #3
I've decided to take the leap. Yup. I'm joining the throngs of bloggers who monetize their blogs. But it won't be this blog. Nope. I still need a space to just be me and this space is just for me no matter who reads it. 😊 I've spent the past two months reading articles, studying … Continue reading Thinking Can Seriously Fuck You Up. Don’t Let It!
My phone exploded with messages from friends and family telling me of the horror. I had barely been at work an hour when the texting began. Slowly a first. A then a flood of concern and inquiry. "Is everyone at Home alright?" They asked. "I think so. Why? What's happened?" I had no idea. "Turn … Continue reading Strong. Beautiful. Community.
I've been trying to decipher what is intentionally good in my life versus what is not. It's not an easy thing to wade through. The waters are murky and deep and filled with emotional piranhas who could devour my peace of mind in seconds. The constant movement of bile and bias, of old love and … Continue reading Finding Solace
