Life is Too Short to Hate

Life is Too Short to Hate

I just can’t do it anymore. Life is too short to hate anyone, least of all myself. But the waters I tread are murky. I cannot trust my eyes alone. I need an omniscient Love as my guide. Without Him, my words, intentions and vibes are icky at best. For as long as...
Triggered

Triggered

It’s not easy. Life. Being human surrounded by judgment and opinion everywhere you turn, the worst of it living inside your own mind… We try so hard to be good. We want so badly to be right when someone else makes us feel wrong. This constant back and...
She Stole

She Stole

You are not alone, sweet one. Though you doubt yourself most terribly and build such glamorous walls. I am with you. You watch with hungry eyes and stalk with a fragile cunning. I know this. I know you. You are not alone. Though time and bodies separate us and fate...
Have No Shame

Have No Shame

What if I could live without shame? What if I could live without the shackles of other people’s opinions? I’ve believed for so long that it’s humble to acknowledge my shortcomings. I would say it out loud before anyone else could. I’d beat you...
Innocence and Empty Hands

Innocence and Empty Hands

With a heart as fragile as glass, I come to You and I am helped. Held tight and carried. Protected. I rest in You and I am loved. But this…this is always the hardest part: empty hands. I have come to You since I was a little girl with my anxieties about people...
Where the Love Is

Where the Love Is

Her voice was muddled by dreamsleep, but I heard the words nonetheless “This is where the love is…”. She had that look of peace about her. The one that melts me every time. The one that helps me feel less like a mother who can never get it right and...
There’s No Handbook

There’s No Handbook

But I wouldn’t recommend doing it the way I did. Holding out hope like that. I wouldn’t recommend it. Perhaps I saw something in him that he wasn’t ready to see. Perhaps it was blind, stupid luck. He melted, like ice beneath a heat lamp, but he could...
Shadowboxing

Shadowboxing

All the words within me are hiding behind curtains, clinging hard to the fabric- unwilling to show their faces. I want to shake them. There are times when I am so sick and tired of fear, of pretending, of shallowness clothed in martyrdom. I rage against it....
Two Octobers

Two Octobers

And it was just like last year, but different. The wind howled outside our windows, rain fell hard and then stopped only to start again. The nighttime sky was black with orange leaves flying fast. It was mild for late October. Inside there was sass and silliness-...
Come On, Come Out

Come On, Come Out

About four years ago, there was a two-year stretch when my son was a toddler and I was an at-home mom and I was continually thrown into these odd situations where very successful people were interested in having me work for them. It was as if I was at the center of a...
When You’re Ready

When You’re Ready

  When all you have is a photograph, can the pain be contained in the frame? Does it live beneath the glass? Or does it pervade your veins like poison? Does it rip through you until you become it? Slowly, slowly… Slip down…down into darkness. They say...
Simply Compassion

Simply Compassion

“The secret of true prayer is to forget the things you think you need.” ~A Course in Miracles There is nothing for me to do. Not a thing. There’s no justifiable reason for sadness, nor anger, nor fear. There is simply compassion. It’s just that...