My Harrowing/Hero-ing

When I take action to control my life, I'm told I'm being manipulative. When they say I do not inform them of my life plans, it means they wanted me to ask their permission. When I decide what I want to do, it's not done against anyone else's will. When I ask for help, I … Continue reading My Harrowing/Hero-ing

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We Carry Them With Us, Always

I don't know where to begin, except to start at the trail of my tears, and trace back to a place of calm, somewhere where I can recount a time when maybe there was a time when I sincerely felt solace in this space.  I cannot find it now except in this inner temple where … Continue reading We Carry Them With Us, Always

I’m Not Laughing, But I Will Smile for Robin

When I heard about his death, I knew it wasn't a joke. Yet, like the song, it seemed like he "started a joke that sent the whole world crying..." Oh, Robin, sweet Mr. Williams, I wish that one smile of my own could have kept you alive. But no matter now that I'm not laughing, … Continue reading I’m Not Laughing, But I Will Smile for Robin

In Case You Forgot

If ever any friend of mine has ever felt I talked over them, ignored them, told too many stories that weren't true about them, grabbed at them too much for their attention, made them feel second best, or that I shoved them aside because I had something else going on that was more "me-centered" and … Continue reading In Case You Forgot

Magic and Loss

This midnight is better than last year's This midnight is better than when you last appeared This midnight's better when that old friend disappeared This midnight's better because the spirits' near and cuddling And Lou sang: "*Magician, Magician take me upon your wings and ... gently roll the clouds away I'm sorry so sorry I have … Continue reading Magic and Loss

Mr. Snuggles’ Last Day

I sing of sweet loss and the pangs of love. I sing of missing my closest friend. I sing the longing song of wishing he were well and alive again, with me like he used to, here beside me while I'm at the computer, at my pant leg, poking me with his claw to remind … Continue reading Mr. Snuggles’ Last Day