The Mirror

If you look long enough, hard enough, and deep enough, you may actually come to see who you truly are beneath the armour, behind the walls, beyond your limiting beliefs, and you might be pleasantly surprised. She’s never really seen The soft femininity The desirable, womanly curves The tempting, sensual mouth The slow, seductive smile…

Hello Alice

Alice: Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?Cheshire: That depends a good deal on where you want to get to.Alice: I don't much care where.Cheshire: Then it doesn't much matter which way you go.Alice: So long as I get somewhere.Cheshire: Oh, you're sure to do that, if only you…

Gratitude

I found music again! Wow. So very grateful. I've missed you! Thank you, Universe! And thank you to my Guardian Angel, of course. We've been talking alot lately. 👼🏿 At work this weekend. Saturdays are Clean-Your-Room Day. I used to hook up my iPod, crank out the tunes and dance around with my clients. They…

I Just Wanted To Dance!

I still marvel at how the universe and ones heart so often seem to be on the same wavelength. Connected in some mystical way. 😉 I'd call it serendipity but it's not always a good thing. Ever notice how when something is weighing heavy on your mind, suddenly you are inundated with show and tells…

Old Bones

The euphoria was sweet. But too short lived. Re-engaging with this blog caused an unexpected and freakish anxiety I could barely contain for three friggin weeks. I couldn’t breathe. My lungs were tight. No air. No reprieve. No release from the madness that fought to control me again. I couldn’t stop thinking about her. But…

Survivor Sisters

"I can't be less than who I am, for anyone." My sister said this to me today during a phone conversation about life and relationships. She's single. Christian. Has been both for a long time. She turned 50 last week with a sad and dismal awareness of what should have been a festive celebration of…

My Blog. All Mine.

Eleven years ago I started this blog. For me. I knew nothing of blogging other than it might be a cool place to vent all the angst around my coming out. I thought it would be private, anonymous and freeing. And for a short time it was. I knew nothing about followers. And then I…