Write for Your Life
Write, even when it feels your fingers are suffocating, buried beneath impenetrable feelings. Write, even when the paper bleeds … Continue reading Write for Your Life
Thank You
There are parts of me I’ve been working to love. Parts that I have hidden from myself. You … Continue reading Thank You
When Forgiving Her Mother Meant Walking In Her Shoes – Part I
Seeing her mother dote over her husband in the hospital, who was constantly readmitted for chronic liver failure due to … Continue reading When Forgiving Her Mother Meant Walking In Her Shoes – Part I
Co-Dependency
You found me while my wings were broken, mangled by neglect. . Nursed the pain away, allayed the trauma, fused … Continue reading Co-Dependency
When She Forgives
Forgiveness is the lotus that rises above the mud. . While she never forgets the mud is part of her … Continue reading When She Forgives
Uncertainty Through the Eyes of a Six Year Old
I was about six years old. My dad, who I didn’t live with, and had never lived with, had taken … Continue reading Uncertainty Through the Eyes of a Six Year Old
Yesterday, Anger was Here. . .
It poured its venom over me dripping on my skin like hot tar . Swarmed around me like an angry colony of … Continue reading Yesterday, Anger was Here. . .
What am I worthy of?
As I welcomed the New Year and thought about all the resolutions that I had committed to in past years, … Continue reading What am I worthy of?
Selma
Yesterday I watched Selma and my only reaction, afterward, was to surrender and pray. I was inspired to write the following … Continue reading Selma
Discovering the Clues to Your Purpose
When I was five years old, I walked to the liquor store. The one a block and a half away … Continue reading Discovering the Clues to Your Purpose
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