An Act of Love
An Act of Love. There are many, too many, people I know right now who are trying to navigate unhealthy…
Category: Where My Affections Lie
Step 8
Step 8 I am a motherless child Mothering fatherless daughters; the gaps in familial love open like the prairie before…
Hidden Scars Made Visible
Eight years ago today I was told about my cancer diagnosis. I still clearly remember the conference room where I…
Intercession
I cannot stop the ringing in my right ear. A low decibel tinny hum, like a chanting bowl far off…
Begin Again
It took me ten years, six months, and seven days to divorce the man I married at age thirty and…
CV19: A Mask
I’ve found an unintended upside to wearing a mask in public. I do not feel compelled or pressured to smile.…
Life After Death
This week I enjoyed a being the guest speaker on a motivational podcast where the host invited me to talk…
Violated
Violated Too pretty they’ll want to steal your beauty. Ugly enough they think they’re doing you a…
CV19: The Yelling Man
We walked the aisles in our masks, breathing warm air that fogs our glasses. No contact, swerving deference to all…
One
I sit in the day’rise quiet birdsong sun warming skin, breeze tickling hair hands at heart speaking with source energy…
CV19: Braless
We might be stuck inside, but I feel so free because it is the perfect time to go braless! Not…
Persistence
The preceding weeks of pain and denial
roared loudly to this;
A pivot point – to live or die?
you ask yourself, as if you have the power
to decide.
roared loudly to this;
A pivot point – to live or die?
you ask yourself, as if you have the power
to decide.
The Soul’s Home
The Soul’s Home All we take with us in the transition from this human life into our spiritual incarnation is…
A History of Bad Holidays
Here we go, holiday time and all the joys and sorrows that go with it. We are far away from…
PTSD, an Explanation
First, the things I’m writing about are not necessarily happening now. I have more than ten years of work, hundreds…
A Day with PTSD
You wake up at 4AM, jolted by a sound, brain racing from the nightmare, like thread unraveling from a spinning…
The Leaving
As difficult as it is to talk about the pain and terror that happens in abusive relationships, it is even…
October Is Fraught
October is fraught with awareness campaigns that hit me where it hurts the most: Domestic Violence Awareness Month. Purple ribbons.…
A Lie of Domestic Abuse
“He’s only a danger to you.” No. People who are bullying, stalking, threatening, hitting, manipulating, gaslighting, and controlling are not…