KEEP RIDING

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…

#BeReal – DORI OWEN

My #BeReal guest today is Dori Owen. On #BeingReal I am a storyteller. This is the way I transform my thoughts into #BeingReal. I came off the assembly line a little bit broken, a little bit funny, and with a love of all things creative. Art and writing are how I express my real. This…

#BeReal – RA AVIS

My #BeReal guest today is Ra Avis. I love fairy tales and blanket forts. I love daydreams and dandelion wishes.  I think if you asked most of my friends and family to describe me, these concept would be tossed around. But they’d also tell you, for all my whimsicality, I am  real. My feet are…

#BeReal – RAYMOND BAXTER

My #BeReal guest today is Raymond Baxter. The events in my life that broke me Well. This is my story. A special thanks to the #BeReal series for letting me publish this. I’ll also link to Darla Halyk for giving me the confidence to write this post. For helping me to make the decision to finally admit…

YOU ARE THE SUN

I look out and see a meadow covered in fog.  It is as if the whole world is sad and the earth is listening.  My brain can relate.  Depression feels like that fog.  Drifting silent above the world.  Alone yet not.  An atmosphere confused and heavy. But then the sun comes out and things begin…

#BeReal – DAVE CENKER

Please welcome my #BeReal guest today, Dave Cenker.     It started with a simple message. Would you consider writing for me? Just six words. I never expected such a simple request to unravel me on the inside. Truth be told, it was those last two words that really hit an emotional chord for me,…

#BeReal – Rose B Fischer

The #BeReal guest today is Rose B Fischer.  Thank you Rose!     My father kicked me. Not often but often enough that my heart still hammers if I hear a man’s footsteps close behind me in the hallway. My mother called me disgusting and berated me because my father “couldn’t stand me.” She accused…

MINE TERRORIST

I had a conversation with a terrorist. I was appalled by her beliefs. Angry at the intensity of her hate. I couldn’t understand why such a monster lived inside me. It’s hard to love yourself because you know all the things nobody else knows. You see all the parts nobody else sees. You feel things…

MASTERING CHANGE

Change. It happens whether we expect it or not.  It’s how we get from one moment to the next.  Each moment we can be one of three things.  Better off.  Worse off. Or the same. My daughter is studying Newton’s Laws of motion in Science class.  This strikes me as highly relevant because all the…