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


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

It Doesn’t End

In my memory, it doesnt end, we just stay there, looking at each other, forever.. It really feels like that. Whenever I go to bed, and whenever I rise in the morning, I still got my boy, Mr. Snuggles, his eyes on my mind. I also got new eyes staring back at me, but, oh, … Continue reading It Doesn’t End

Postcard #49: Getting Lost is Part of Discovering Nothing is Lost

I am wondering and wandering, dreaming of places and people, my mind resetting itself, my moods resettling, hope is resurfacing. I still wish. It's not a sin to wish. And it's the wish that pushes me through the woods, out the back door, floats me to the top, the strength that sets me standing on … Continue reading Postcard #49: Getting Lost is Part of Discovering Nothing is Lost

Postcard #47: Home is the Safest Place to Cry

There is no greater healing balm than the comfort of bed. I spend many of my days there lately, simply over being sad, nothing more.  The days have grown dark.  There is much dying and dead. And everyday the deeper the dread. Not because the end of the world is nigh!  Nor does the upcoming Winter … Continue reading Postcard #47: Home is the Safest Place to Cry

Postcard #45: Celebrating Friendship!

"Friendship should not be mourned," They said. And when I say, They, I do not speak of People, or voices that may populate my head.  I talk of They that travel on the wind, whisper unseen, guide the lost when they stumble, and sometimes purr through the cat who shares my bed at night. "Friendship … Continue reading Postcard #45: Celebrating Friendship!

Postcard #39: Nowhere, Somewhere

When I can't sleep, I pace, I can't stay inside, I embrace the blessing of being too much awake, and I walk into the sunrise. Mist and fog slowly pull away and leave tears in million beads behind... Tears clinging to everything like upside-down-rain-that-will-not-fall. I walk through it, taking a bath with my clothes on, … Continue reading Postcard #39: Nowhere, Somewhere