I blame the moon. It’s 3am and here I am, staring at the shadowed ceiling from my pillow. She beckons and woos me, drawing on my blood and skin to come outside and bask in her light, dance under her mysterious blue reflection. She plays peekaboo with the sun, always pointing back to him, always …
my friend the peace lily
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 …
grief, Love and clarity
i’ve been feeling like it’s time to emerge from my quiet cocoon. It has been a beautiful, healing place, and I’m thankful for it, but there is a gentle nudge inviting me back into this forum. It will be a year since I lost my sister - february 24th - it’s coming up and I …
My journey with EMDR trauma therapy and what I have learned so far
Let me be clear. My encouragement to you to "tell the truth and say it out loud" does not have anything to do with attacking one another with stored up frustrations. It is about being honest with ourselves first; to stop hiding in excuses and pain, stop fooling ourselves about what is really holding us …
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Ally: The Story of an Ocean Girl (part 3, the star song)
(For part one, click here) (For part two, click here) Ally opened her eyes. The sun shone warm on her skin, the sand beneath her was her cradle. She lay very still, listening to the sound of the waves caressing the sand. The night had passed and the sky was once again a clear, brilliant …
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just a minute more
i opened my eyes this morning and thought - NO! If anyone in this world knew just how tired i am then they would surely tell me i don’t have to get up out of this bed... ever. but then i think about my kids needing lunches made and that we have 15 minutes before …
coffee and repentance
Coffee with friends and repentance seem to go hand in hand for me. of course if you think of repentance as groveling at the burning altar of judgement with weeping, wailing and gnashing of teeth, then that is certainly not what i am talking about. repentance means to change your mind and turn around. Paul, …