The Only Way out Is Through, but Sometimes It Isn’t: Part Two.
After my divorce, I'd returned home. Like an abused dog, with my tail between my legs. Swapped out a broken heart for the abuse I was more familiar with.
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Dezaray Blankenship
Retrieving Eros: Isn’t Anything Sacred Anymore?
When I say the words god, faith, sacred, holy, I remember C.G. Jung's response to a journalist when asked if he "believed in God." Jung said, "I know God."
As You, as She, as They. {poetry}
You will have but a moment to believe in, before they strip you of that only freedom, teaching you to hate your skin and the body you’re within.
Boundaries to Benevolence: Harms of Ageism Amidst the Graces of Mentorship.
Thank you for being the agents of teaching me healthy boundaries, and for demanding that I claim my worth instead of defaulting to you to declare it.
I Look in the Mirror and See My Lines.
The notes never start with a 'Hey, how are you?' Just random scribbles, anger palpable through the lines, which direct me to take a look in the mirror.
My Open Letter to Oprah.
I too believe, as you do, Oprah, that God is all. All, as in every shade, every color, every frequency, and certainly both male and female.
Our Love Is like the Ocean.
And so it is with this ocean, this love, this spirit. It pulls us in and draws us out, and in doing so, cleanses our egos.
The Ground Is Shifting Beneath Our Feet.
The problem is our silent complicity and our unwillingness to take personal leadership and responsibility for our own footprint on this planet.
Allowing Joy to Pierce Your Heart: Lessons On Coming Undone for New Growth.
I tried several times to create a new identity and put myself and my offering out into the world. It would launch quite well, and then gradually fizzle out.
There Is Nowhere to Go, There Is Nothing to Do: Practicing Patience in Pregnancy.
I thought I understood the lesson of patience. I was wrong. It is a whole unique experience to be patient when you are incubating and growing a human being.