Her eyes, so piercing and inviting, soul, so wild and free heart, so open and willing. The depth both scares and draws, like a moth to flame dancing to possible death There's nothing to do but leap, jump that cliff, challenge gravity, defy the emptiness of failed connections. Thoughts, feelings, decisions feel seemingly recklessness until… Continue reading Eyes, soul, heart – 51/100
Category: journey
Humbled three times – 8/100
One of the most humbling moments of my life was the realization that someone I had believed only wanted to condemn me judge me hurt me actually only wanted to be heard. By me. The second most humbling moment then followed in the form of realizing that I had been struggling all my life with… Continue reading Humbled three times – 8/100
2/100 continued – 3/100
Continued from 2/100. Was there something more perhaps that kept me alive? Something that I knew deep deep deep deep deep down within that wanted to keep living? To keep trying? Maybe. Yes. Looking back, I don't know how I did it. Truly. Every day today is so full and complete and happy. I cannot… Continue reading 2/100 continued – 3/100
The low low – 2/100
My 10-year high school reunion happened last year in November. When I saw the Facebook invite several months earlier, I stopped a second. A flood of emotions and thoughts ran through me. Up until a couple years ago, high school was my least favorite time on Earth. I bookmarked it as some of my lowest… Continue reading The low low – 2/100
Not my family’s keeper
It is my belief that family, those who we grew up with or were raised by, are not here for us to help them. It is my belief that they are here for us to help ourselves. I’ve tried so many times, too many to count, to reconcile with my parents. I’ve tried too many… Continue reading Not my family’s keeper
Keep that stale loaf away from me
As I waited at the edge of Santa Monica Blvd, for the little white figure across the street to tell me I could cross, a thought flitted across my mind, a thought about my writing, or lack thereof recently. I don't have anything to say. I don't have anything interesting to share. And even as… Continue reading Keep that stale loaf away from me
Thoughts on not writing
I haven't been writing lately. The last entry in my journal was dated 1/21/18 - 7 days ago. The last blog post was dated 1/17/18 - 11 days ago. I haven't been writing lately although there are many moments when I feel overwhelmed. Not with fear and doubt and anxiety, like I used to feel… Continue reading Thoughts on not writing
