War-Words: Picture Frame in My Mind’s Eye. {poetry}
The war is over or is it? Do I know you as a dirty innocent thing yet? A discarded soft child forgotten by your god? A picture frame made of wilted flowers?
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Let Your Body Move You: Feel Your Feet to Foster Flow.
My feet foster flow. When I’m walking with myself, alongside myself, deeply in myself, I am focused on how the pace of my breath relates to my body.
Lack Attracts More Lack: Writing for the Right Reasons.
This epiphany is writing itself into my life like a stylus on an Etch A Sketch, attracting filaments of goodness and gifts in an array of configurations.
I Will No Longer Let Behavioral Patterns Deceive Me.
Patterns are the only way I can be clear with someone’s romantic intentions with me. Words are like threads, and the spinning of the loom like behaviors.
Wake Up! Grief Needs Something From Your Heart.
If you haven’t lost anyone close, you don’t understand how grief batters you every day, drags you down, rearranges your life.
Nature as Adult Playground: At What Cost?
I feel our personal relationships with Nature need to be integrated into the sustainability and restoration conversations for greater collective impact.
This New Year, I Wish for Nothing. {fiction}
I bet the homeless kids are getting some little gifts from those who visit them only this time of the year just to get some pictures to put on social media.
We Must Create a System to Support Truth for Everyone.
Do you think we can profit from the economic advantages and the support system of a globalized world without fulfilling our duties?
Taking a Chance for Myself After Years of Marriage.
My sisters and I watched it for years. It made us angry, so we chose emotionally damaged boy/men at early ages. They divorced theirs. I stayed. And left.
Your Pain Doesn’t Need Justification.
Temporary or chronic, no pain needs a justification, as if to say “I had it worse.” Don’t rush your healing, if healing is possible.