This blog was my self-reflection journey taken to heal from any perceived open childhood wounds, my ‘new’ divorce and my lonely role as 'mother' and 'woman'. Writing and sharing with this community of bloggers has helped me heal through pain, depression and loneliness. I am now focused on being more present with my life and... Continue Reading →
The point of a maze is to find its center. The point of a labyrinth is to find your center. ~ Unknown
“Don't you find it odd," she continued, "that when you're a kid, everyone, all the world, encourages you to follow your dreams. But when you're older, somehow they act offended if you even try.” ― Ethan Hawke
No bars can ever imprison your heart.
I never understood the cruelty.
Frantic beings we do become without them.
...my tears wish to fall into the calling of the bottle.
Over time my anger transmuted to shame.
...marriage and divorce are both beginnings and endings...
There are no solitary drops of rain.
...my powerlessness was erased by the control of intake...
My purpose and passion have changed.
You are the quintessence of beauty.
From as far back as I can remember, she hated me.
I asked for help to find a specific color of muteness.
I miss the lightness of my hands and heart.
Love ~ Peace ~ Freedom
Find your weeds.
...a silent impromptu cadenza with no audience.
"Never underestimate the ruthlessness of the ego to keep you in a state of suffering in which you voluntarily participate." Iyanla Vanzant
Each step numbered.
Do not thin yourself...
...don't give up.
...the right door was opened for you.
My mind is cocked and loaded.
Every doctor was wrong...
Let your light shine.
...spiritual illiteracy sometimes takes a hold of all of us and requires that we perform a makeover within or suffer forever without.
Bullies truly are afraid deep down inside.
I'm not an MD but sometimes doctor mom can diagnose in a way no MD can.
Please don' sell me Massa!
I've got a checkmate mentality with a stalemate reality.
... they did not prepare me for what I would see.
...he would sometimes hold the muzzle of a shotgun to her head and threaten to pull the trigger.
“For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It's always our self we find in the sea.” ― E.E. Cummings
... it was too late, a backdraft was in progress.
...extremities last receiving flow - holding hands watch you go...
… there is no need to keep the gold in the furnace once all of the dross has fallen away.
comforted. loved. in absence of wanting.