People You Know: Busting the Taboo of Sharing Our Struggles
Right now, there are people in your life who have been hurt in ways that would make you sick inside to hear of it. I mean real people, not news stories (which are about real people, several degrees removed, and not breathing right next to you). You know people, this very day, who ache as… Continue reading
To Trust Decomposition
There is an abyss I know. Sometimes darkness is unnerving because of the magnitude of what pulls. Learning to swim in an undertow is a sure way to drink, but salt makes for a dry body. That special ratio that does not stay, does not hydrate. The thrist when drowing in an ocean. The dark… Continue reading
A Poem: Autumn
October 10, 2014: The chill in the air in the morning is a welcome refreshment from the mortal wound of summer; a relief, even with its foreshadowing. I love when that coolness kisses the early light, and the evening, yet there is warmth, still, to burn it off as the day’s strength siezes it. In… Continue reading
I wrote my first story when I was a wee girl of three, followed by my first poem when I was eight. I’ve been writing ever since as a way to cope with life. This practice evolved with learning in both structured settings and through the practice, itself. In my own healing crisis, I found a process I affectionately refer to as Poetic Alchemy. Now on the journey of getting my life back, I do this not only for myself but for you.