Find the Broken Pieces That Live Within You.
We journey into our heart, and into our past, and we trace our footsteps backwards, backwards to where all the broken pieces lie.
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Maybe I, and Not My Wife, Should Do the Breastfeeding.
I am under no illusion that breastfeeding feels easy. My wife worked very hard to keep her milk flowing and help our daughter begin to nurse again.
Get Real, Grab Your Inner Excavation Tools.
Real inner work has to be done. Grab a pickaxe and start chipping away at the ugly shit you want to ignore. Invite those 'ugly' bits in for a chat.
Bohemian Horoscopes: August 2019.
Jupiter turns direct on August 11, when your Sag joie de vivre starts to return. The mid-month Full Moon fires up your passion for local community projects.
Regret and I Are Parting Ways Today.
Each time the illusions fell down, unable to stand up to my scrutiny, I made the resultant wounds into my loyal Sentinels of Regret.
A Manifesto for Breathing. {poetry}
Let breathing be your escape from the solidness, allow emptiness to mold the circumference of the looking glass you have longed to perceive the view through
How You Look Just Doesn’t Matter.
How many women, and men, have faced the uncertainty of feeling like they just don’t look good enough? For who will love us if we don’t?
Truth: I’m Afraid of Looking Stupid.
Sometimes we’re just afraid of looking stupid, so we remain within our comfort zones and keep repeating what we know we’re good at, over and over again.
Strength vs Skill: The Value of Knowing the Difference.
You will never be as capable at wielding a strength that falls further down your list than those who possess them as their top strengths.
A World Waiting for Me Beyond This One. {poetry}
Maybe one day I will search for it, but it is of no direction and I am no longer a seeker. I am a see-er of this world right in front of me.