I had a dream the other night that woke me out of a dead sleep. It was a heart racing, sweat dripping, ripping me from slumber kind of awakening. In the dream it was as if I was completely removed … Continue reading Three Words.
Driving down the roads I’d traveled countless times gave me a sense of nostalgia tonight. I drove, windows down, music up, hair dancing wildly, and it was as if time was standing still. Have you ever sensed a moment that … Continue reading Two Words.
What do you do when the rug is pulled out from under you? I know it’s been a minute since I’ve written. As I see it, it’s only been a disservice to me. One word has recently shaken my reality. … Continue reading One Word.
Make yourself seen and known. Find ones with whom you can be at home. For home is not a location, but made through abiding. I’ve been hiding lately. I’ve been missing and unseen, disassociating, seemingly. I say seemingly to take … Continue reading Here
I hate Valentine’s Day. By this I mean the commercialized version. In fact, I rag pretty hard on it the days leading up to its celebration. I love true, genuine love, probably excessively. The compass for this true love is … Continue reading Love.
Nothing is so vulnerable as nakedness. Before you get any ideas, I don’t mean solely physically–though that too is the concrete epitome of vulnerability. But for me, and for many, there is something more scary than our outward nakedness being … Continue reading Naked
There comes a point when you have to let go, whether it’s a person, people, friends, family, situations, food, your body. The idea of control is an illusion, a complete fallacy. Generally speaking, the things we attempt to control end … Continue reading Short Stories 3.
“What did you take?” the nurse asked. “He didn’t say.” And that was that; my mind trailed off, lost and removed from a sentence I couldn’t finish. I couldn’t make sense of what was happening. I drowsily let my eyes … Continue reading Short Stories 2
You made your decision, That life was worth living, Without me, Without me. Now you’re out of time, And I’m out of reach. I swore I would never sing about these kind of things. Yet you brought the memories; Rose … Continue reading Into The Sea
You are not your failures. You are not your shortcomings. You are not your weaknesses. You are not your circumstances. If you can lay hold of your identity, not defined and confined by your deeds and doings, but who you … Continue reading Major Keys