And Then There Was Nowhere Left to Hide.
When I lie next to him, there is no vibration. He uses me to hide from himself. When I lie next to him, I feel denial decomposing his living body.
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Show And Hide: Do We Give Up On Coming Together?
Jigsaw pieces are set shapes, defined and clear-edged. People change, expand, contract, and this coming together and apart can be painful and confusing...
For the Students, My Teachers, February 14th, 2018 (and Every Day After). {poetry}
Never again will we entertain this tyranny
that wears a thousand divisive masks
but is always a scared and greed-scarred child-man
hiding behind a curtain.
The Careless Truth About Depression.
The funny thing about depression is that it doesn’t just pick a part of your life and shed light on its flaws. That’s what most people think depression is. If only it were that kind. But no, depression doesn’t make you feel depressed at all. It makes you feel nothing.
Don’t Ask Me My Sign. {poetry}
Don’t ask me about my sun, my moon, my stars;
Don’t think they will teach you my triumphs and scars.
The truth you are seeking won’t come in a word.
The secrets I’m keeping will speak when I want them heard.
Don’t ask me my sign -- no, don’t ask me that yet.
A Visit with Vulnerability.
Speaking from my own experience, and more specifically, my experience on this unusual day, I am beginning to recognize that there has been an all-out war going on inside me from an early age. This silent battle was waged by my ego against the deep wisdom embedded in my core, which knows ...
It Rained. {poetry}
I clawed through my denim hide, muddied beyond recognition. Then the cotton casing, wet and black. I stripped completely to expose my human skin.
I spun and twirled to the ricochet of thunder booming through the valley, slinging water droplets like magic fire from my fingertips.
I skipped and ...
Authenticity: Inhabiting Wildly Tender Revolution.
Congruent authenticity happens in the guts and bowels of your life. Being authentic is the grunt-work of the soul, of any deeply human, spiritual path. Being half here, half there, halfhearted, faking it to look good, strategizing to make things easier for your self — that’s the common way of ...
Playing Hide And Seek With Memories Of You.
So maybe I don't want to forget you. Maybe I'm secretly still looking for you. Hoping desperately to find you in a place you wouldn't (couldn't) even know to hide. It's likely that I'll continue to torture myself with this game forever.
Thriving, Surviving, And The Art Of Being Human.
And so we have no choice but to take it and proceed, interpreting what lies before and all around us as things of danger: things to be avoided, things to fight, things to keep out of our inner world. This is how we survive. This is when we drop the veil to all things -- both the good and the ...