I read an article that said bulimia can be formed as a result of unhealthy attachments to a mother’s love, rooted all the way back in the nursing stage of development. I’m absolutely buying it. The idea is that the toxicity of the milk, caused by ill-thought and negative feelings, can create a disconnect inContinue reading “Poetry Series – Love Protest”
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Poetry Series – Sometimes, Have I felt
I feel like sometimes I just need to keep pushing a little bit further and I’ll make it. I’m not sure what I’m trying to make it to and quite frankly, it doesn’t matter. The belief that I’ll make it there is enough to get me to the next moment, to take the next step,Continue reading “Poetry Series – Sometimes, Have I felt”
Poetry Series – No Competition
In the car on the way home from the zoo, I was talking to my son about the importance of following dreams and not letting fear of what people might think to hold us back from them. When he asked me what I wanted to be at his age, eight, I blanked. I don’t rememberContinue reading “Poetry Series – No Competition”
Poetry Series – Looking Back
The power of shifting to letting go of what others think of you is that your peace is no longer dependent on them accepting your explanation of yourself. Sure, I got commended on my levels of self-awareness and yes, that skill absolutely comes in handy now. The thing is, I didn’t always need to letContinue reading “Poetry Series – Looking Back”
Poetry Series – My World
My apartment is safe, I’m not being watched. This isn’t a case of paranoia so much as an awareness of just how under-observation we are anytime we’re out there in the world. In my apartment, though, I’m free to be unapologetically me without interruption. In my apartment the window is cracked, snow blowing in andContinue reading “Poetry Series – My World”
Poetry Series – Best Day
I don’t believe our best day is ever in the past. I think it’s already happening. Right now, we’re living the best day we possibly can – and if you’re not, now is as good of a time as any to start. Right now, this is the only day we have so it must beContinue reading “Poetry Series – Best Day”
Poetry Series – Chicken Butt
Some things become outgrown, over-used. I don’t know if this happens by chance, length of time, frequency of occurrence, or what other criteria it goes by. Perhaps with a little extra care, we can preserve the things most important to us longer than they would have lasted if we had approached with reckless abandon –Continue reading “Poetry Series – Chicken Butt”
Poetry Series – Magic Portal
I was an imaginative child, sometimes in a way that was shunned. Now, I’m an imaginative adult and I’m finally letting all of the conditioning come undone. Step into your magic, lean into yourself. Magic Portal What happenedto the magical portalon my wallin my roomplastered overthat cornerbecame graspingself disgustprojected outventingit must come outwastenothing isbut aContinue reading “Poetry Series – Magic Portal”
Poetry Series – “Kiss Me” Cookie
I find such great irony in the fact that we both have said we don’t pick up on something unless it’s – BAM!! – right in our faces, yet we both show love in the most subtle of ways. I’ll never forget the time my Aunt asked if we have our own little language goingContinue reading “Poetry Series – “Kiss Me” Cookie”
Poetry Series – Dream Girl
Yesterday my son walked into the kitchen and said “Mom, do you ever know things and you don’t know how but you are really sure about them and then they come true?”. Yes baby, absolutely. All the time, actually. I took the opportunity to explain to him that I think if we stay open toContinue reading “Poetry Series – Dream Girl”
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