EMOTIONAL BONDAGE

He captured me and held me before I even knew to struggle.  He held me enslaved inside words that tied me up and restricted my senses.  I was bound happily feeling the comfort of my captivity.  As long as I was imprisoned with him… my master, I was safe; I was content.  He had a…

YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL

This is a love letter written by my best friend to all the people who make connections via “selfies”.  By loving others you learn to love yourself. Lizzi has seen so many sides of me and me of her because “selfies” aren’t simply just images; they connect our distant worlds. She gets a picture of each new…

IT COULD BE ME

I don’t really know when she sleeps… pretty sure NOT sleeping is her superpower. She gives a lot of herself to those she chooses to love and I worry about her giving too much of herself. She writes fast and furious with a mind like a speedway. Today she wanted to share our friends book…

HARD TO IMAGINE

It’s a bit hard for me to believe I have been doing this for three years.  This blog is just a glimpse of who I am, where I have been, and what I am becoming.  Thank you to all of you who have stuck with me over the years, encouraged me, and friended me.

PONYTAIL PRISONER

I am a mom with a ten year old daughter, who is struggling to raise a strong individual who will also be a compassionate friend. Trust me, it is a balancing act to create confident girls that don’t become over-confident “Mean Girls.”  Girls can be downright vicious to their own gender and it is ever…

VILLAGE HEROES

This month I will be hosting a variety of people to help me educate, advise, and encourage people to not only be aware of the bullying that occurs around them but to hopefully find positive ways to discourage it. Bullying comes in an endless variety of forms born of limitless circumstances. We all need the…

WHEN OUR EYES MET

We were both working late again and normally I just yelled goodnight before I left. But not tonight. I was finally going to talk to this man I couldn’t stop thinking about.I made my way over to his office and peered around the door frame. Quietly I began,”I’m about to leave.” He doesn’t even look…

SEEKING COMPASSION

The word compassion is staring back at me, it’s searching me and I’m crumbling. I’ve known this day would arrive and I would have to pen something profound or deep but I can’t find anything even remotely meaningful inside my head. So I asked my heart instead… And my heart felt anger. Anger at the…

THREE FLOORS BELOW

Please welcome Brian Westbye today and let his beautiful short story speak to you.  A beautifully simple message about noticing those around you and then acting with compassion in response.  Thank you Brian so much for sharing this with us!   THREE DOORS DOWN by Brian Westbye   She sits on a bench, near the…