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Rescuing My Daughter from My Mother Wound.

For those of us who have to 'drive' and contain a lot in our lives, it can be a sweet spot when someone else drives for a bit. Sometimes the sweet moments in life when we feel supported can counter feelings of isolation and allow some of the related fear and hurt to bubble up.

poetry

I Am Walking Through Trees, Falling in Love. {poetry}

So I watch as his luminescent hands trace my body as if it was Braille and his mouth inhale my breath as if it were smoke and his eyes stoke the embers of my passions...

fiction

Open Swim. {fiction}

Thomas was closer now. She could almost feel his breath. She wondered how he had moved so quickly without her noticing. “They’re beautiful,” Thomas said, “and that’s why. We’re not different. You run here to be quiet. I’m quiet all day because I’m tired of running.” Charlotte was breathing ...

wisdom

Run, Find Solace in the Enchanted Woodland of Shadowed Arts.

Your good nature opened the front door with the naïve hope that the sun shining through would brighten the veiled windows of their heart. Instead, their ego ushered you beyond the threshold of their attention and awareness. Evoked experience from a false guardian seeking to damage the core ...

Rescuing My Daughter from My Mother Wound.

I Am Walking Through Trees, Falling in Love. {poetry}

Open Swim. {fiction}

Run, Find Solace in the Enchanted Woodland of Shadowed Arts.

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