On Love, Stories and Jim Morrison

On Love, Stories and Jim Morrison

I cannot sing praise to two masters. I must give myself, wholeheartedly, to one or the other, or I shall go mad. If you’re a regular reader of this blog, then you will have seen a pattern in my writing. I tell a story. It’s an emotional one. Lord knows...
No Stranger

No Stranger

  My old friend sat across from me waiting for me to finish my rant with infinite patience. Sitting on her plush beige chesterfield, I had my legs tucked up and underneath me; I was cold. The warm coffee mug in my hands was a blessing. “So how can I forgive...
When I Get Lost

When I Get Lost

For a minute there, I got lost… I trust so easily sometimes. I slip and slide into that which I do not want and it’s days gone by before I realize I am somewhere else, somewhere I never desired to be. I open up without a care. I invite those from hither...
My Name

My Name

My name used to be Fear. I walked it, wore it, smelled of it, took it on as myself. I moved through life with hands held up as fists, swinging in the dark with teeth clenched and eyes narrowed. It was my way through. It was how I made it through. But I didn’t...
Who We Really Are

Who We Really Are

Let’s have a little heart-to-heart, you and I.  Let’s talk about who you are…who you really are. You hear it over and over: that you are love, pure and simple. But do you believe it? Do you believe that you are one with the One? Can you embrace the...
What I Really Want

What I Really Want

It all comes down to this: I want to be peaceful.  And from this there is no turning back.  I cannot say that I want success, romantic love, wealth or notoriety without feeling that nudge within that says “Really?  Is that what you really want?”  No.  I...
Today I Will Be Unafraid

Today I Will Be Unafraid

I’m writing a novel.  It’s a lovely, thrilling and really f**king scary experience.  Why is it scary?  Oh, well because I am totally afraid that it will SUCK.  Huge. I have been writing on a regular basis for two years.  I’ve been blogging, writing...
Same Mistakes

Same Mistakes

Please baby girl, don’t make the same mistakes as me. And I cannot help but feel it is a selfish plea.  I would suffer.  I would suffer to see her float aimlessly through life looking for love in all the places it is not.  But who am I to judge her journey?  Who...
Hell-Bent on Heaven

Hell-Bent on Heaven

A glimpse of light, too bright. Enough to silence me, stop me, bring me back to square one. That place where I keep my eyes closed, keep secrets. It’s not safe here, but it is what I know. I saw the light, and came quickly back. Afraid of what it would mean, I...
Body Work

Body Work

I’m searching for the middle ground.  For nearly all of my adult life, my body has been the enemy.  I fought it fiercely and resented it endlessly.  Now it is balance and compassion I seek.  I know I am not my body.  I know that Spirit is my reality, and yet...
On My Way Home

On My Way Home

  Over and over again I see…who could there be but me?  Who else could change my life, my way of being, of seeing?  How could I look to someone else to do that for me? No, no…it is me and that is both daunting and empowering.  I feel unprepared and...