I feel like the peace lily by my window that overlooks the waterfall behind our apartment. every few days he starts to droop and needs more water, then (once watered) magically he springs to life, his giant fanning leaves reaching skyward, his white papery flowers standing at attention once more. it seems to me like …
in remembrance. my best friend told me today that remembering is different than reliving. how right she is. she also told me that apocalypse means an unveiling... "An apocalypse Ancient Greek: ἀποκάλυψιςapokálypsis, from ἀπό and καλύπτω, literally meaning "an uncovering" is a disclosure of knowledge or revelation. In religious contexts it is usually a disclosure …
Summer is a wasteland. A floating myriad of lost hours and extra daylight. We make a point of doing nothing on purpose around my house in the summer, just to balance out all the "have to's" of the school season. It is the way I do it, which doesn't say much for the way it …
To read part one go here Ally spent hours going deeper and deeper into the ocean, trying to stop the ache in her heart. She learned how to dive under the strong waves and ride them back to the shore. She swam out over the reefs and explored the intricate lace of the coral, making …
Continue reading "Ally: The story of an ocean girl (part two, dark night of the soul)"
In my last blog (which you can see here) I wrote the phrase “...it made more sense than anything in my god-forsaken life” - and I added, “because i’ve been feeling god-forsaken.” I said this as an afterthought of sorts and I realize people reading my blog don’t really know me and don’t know where …
So I'm in therapy. Reading that line back makes me chuckle. I've always known i was a little crazy, it's about time i go to a professional. When Larisa... (i still can't write her name next to the word)... passed, i had a grand revelation and a fire was lit under my directionless hind-end (that's …
