My Home Is the River. {poetry}
"May there be no hurdles," I pray. "May my home find its way. May it reach its destination," I chant an incantation. "Om Namah Shivaya."
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Duende: My Father’s Last Breath. {poetry}
Though generally the word has a modern context of a person’s unspoken charm or passion, and indeed, my father had those qualities, Lorca’s meaning applied to me.
Everything Is Missing, Dad, Including You. {poetry}
Dad saw himself as disabled, and in some ways he was. He was an emotional cripple, that’s for sure. He flew into rages over nothing.
In Honor of Great Men.
The invitation is open for men to be aware of the nature of their own humanity... If you want a Conscious Man, I say, find a man who is willing to grow.
Blueprint of a Buried Voice.
It all felt too much, and so as the music began, I braided my voice with the pitch rolling off the piano keys. I did not want to be rejected.
21: They Called You a Hero. {poetry}
The rubble was all around me, I caught my breath as the dust settled, waving the white flag of surrender
Your status of soldier didn't make you a hero
Stepping into the Fire: I See the Father Wound.
I see this wound reflected in racism, sexism and heterosexism. I see this wound reflected in every rape, every hate crime, and every act of violence.
Confessions of a Bipolar’s Daughter.
I would love to read about a bipolar mother, who didn’t persevere in the end and never achieved that bright, successful future as an old woman.
Love and Expectations.
Love can be hidden in the unexpected. My father's declaration of love came by riding the subway into Boston dressed as a Texas tycoon.
5 Insights Into Unconditional Happiness.
If you are already in touch with your happiness, I hope that you give yourself permission to dwell unconditionally in it for a longer period of time.