A friend asked me if I had ever tried to meditate. I told him I had tried but my mind sounds like a crazy drunken concert crowd. Always loud. Always rowdy. He sent me some links to try and I tried. I fell asleep with a quiet mind. It was strange. This morning I woke up…
I am perceived and divided. You see me as bound by history. A set of experiences chaining me to the railway. Boundaries marked. Respect tried and failure too often won. Knots tied but carefully unraveled. I am but your servant. Your true beloved, And so much more as my duty has been sworn. Because of…
I started writing a Facebook post this morning that turned into a long dialog with myself. I decided to leave it there and finish it here. Why? Because it feels important somehow. Maybe not important in a way that will change or shape lives. But it feels like I might want to visit these thoughts…
There will be many Who will love your smile They will tell you jokes Just so they can claim it There will be many Who will love your eyes Will want to dive deep Into the magic they hold There will be many Who will love your heart They will try to mark it Etch…
Today my #BeReal guest is Dawn (HardlyBored). I have spent the last few weeks thinking about the future. Mostly because I have been sick. This is not the first time in my life I have wondered if I will have a future. The first time I was 18 and my “husband” had just choked me nearly…
My #BeReal guest today is Andrea Johnson Beck The authenticity of a human is rare and exquisite. Near mythical. We live in a society of veiled glimpses and shadow puppetry. Social media allows many to glide between the obscurities of reality and present a life unfamiliar to even them because to be real is to…
Please welcome my #BeReal guest today, Martin Baker. A few weeks ago I was sitting at my favourite table—corner table, right at the back—in my favourite coffee bar and got into conversation with a fellow customer about writing and literature. I learned two interesting things about the city I’ve lived in almost thirty years.…
Seems I have a lot on my mind today. I hope you don’t mind me working through my own issues with you. Maybe you can add your two cents. Help me… help myself. What does it mean to take responsibility? For someone who gets it wrong quite often for one reason or another I’ve had…
People with depression will try to speak metaphorically about it. You will hear phrases likening depression to a storm, a roller coaster, falling down the rabbit hole, or dancing with demons. Metaphorically they are all accurate descriptions. Depression comes and goes like a storm. The length of the storm can vary and if it is…
The merry-go-round keeps spinning. I used to think life was a roller coaster with all its ups and downs but when I look back I see it’s really more of a merry-go-round that spins at different speeds. Merry-go-rounds are always more enjoyable when you have someone to ride them with. And then you need someone…
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