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I Lost You, My Friend, To The Fire Of Addiction.

You were the catalyst for a party or an excuse for a cocktail. When you walked into a room, the energy was electric, and no one but me saw your pain. I know you tried to prevent the wounds from bleeding and from being a huge mess, yet there wasn’t a Band-Aid big enough to stop the ...

wisdom

Thank You, Fear, For The Opportunity To Choose Love.

Living while enduring loss is a death, living while you are full of fear is a death, living while what’s around you is dying is a death, letting go and living in love is birth.

you & me

Love Letters: A Poem In 11 Parts. {prose poetry}

We were sitting in the student union, on those wood benches, heads bent over paper napkins with pictures drawn in dark pencil. Your hair was longer than mine, and my learned defiance was large as continents. And there were symbols sketched, that would become ink branded forever on skin, that ...

world

Hang In There, Even As You Cope With Loss.

For those of us dealing with so much loss, can we master our grief?

you & me

The Mother Of All Wounds: Grief And The Loss Of Feminine Divinity.

Give up hope, they say. This is as good as it gets, they say. She was too weak, too emotional, and too quiet to protect you anyway. We will allow your bodies and minds to be supported by our knowledge, though we will pathologize every part of your feminine being. How progressive we have become! ...

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To The Fiercely Rising Woman.

You will lose at times. Friends, lovers, people, pets. You might endure deaths, divorces, loss of health, wealth, and sense of self. Allow the loss, feel it fully, and let it lead you to the place deep within your soul that knows the truth. You are infinite. Love is infinite. Life is infinite. ...

wisdom

For All The Women Who Came Before Me.

I see your hurt and hunger. I support your right to stand up and be counted. I champion your individuality and unique glory. For every scar that is stamped onto your being, a remnant makes its way to mine.

you & me

Maybe My Healing Isn’t About Me.

I’ve been through it before -- heartbreak, loss, despair. But somehow, being in its depths never gets easier. In fact, it seems the more I learn from my past and make better choices, the greater the subsequent pain, because I find myself falling out of a more perfect romantic union. More ...

world

A Love Letter To Place, Space, And The Need To Come Home.

What I am saying is this. Give me something rough and unfinished, where your good intentions were smashed to unnecessary by your mouth speaking something true. Give me something with the roots still on, clung with dirt and tasting like forgiveness. Give me something I can hold in my sunburned ...

wisdom

Why Staying Present With Loss Is An Act Of Devotion.

I did not engage in this practice to prove something to myself or anyone else. I was not interested in flexing my spiritual muscles. I did it for Jenny. My willingness to stay present through this process was an act of devotion. By leaning into the horror and yielding to the sorrow, by ...

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