You know better now. It came to me the other night, as all the best thoughts do, while I was drifting between waking and sleep. I am so afraid of the feelings of unworthiness, of being unloved and unwanted, that I often hide in my shell, refusing to take chances. But the truth is that…
Tag: life
What are We Waiting For?
Consider this your permission to do the thing.
Moving Beyond Triggers
The trigger isn’t the trauma. For example, a veteran with PTSD might be triggered by loud noises. We understand that the loud noises are associated with the trauma of experiencing a battle or surviving an attack. But the loud noises are not what actually caused the damage; they are just something the brain has associated…
Transition
If you’ve never experienced labor, then you have not had the singular experience of going through transition. But transition is the best metaphor for what I am feeling right now, so let me try to explain. Maybe some of you can relate. Transition is the period of labor starting when the woman’s cervix approaches maximum dilation…
The Wild
So many years I toed the line…
Maybe the Path Chose You
I had a dream one night.
Solstice Song
The longest nights have come again, another year grown old; Time slows down as if it also thickens with the cold. Summer’s superfluities have warmer lands to roam, So every soul remaining is a soul who’s truly home. Earth’s tucked in deep and still beneath bright, spangled velvet skies, Or shifting curtain-strings of rain, or…
In Between
Part 1 of ? There’s nothing quite like sleeping on Strawberry Shortcake sheets in one’s childhood bed to make one question one’s life choices.
Love, Lost
Last night I finally said goodbye. In many ways, perhaps, our early loves are always phantoms echoes of what we wish to see tinged by rose-tinted hormones flushed cheeks Drunk on fresh love’s elixir, we pledge our troth to an hallucination bind our hands to a passing dream. At least, I would like to believe…
