When we try to be with the wrong people we start believing a false narrative about ourselves when things don’t work out. I thought I was hard to love, not open enough with my love, difficult to be around, too emotional, overly sexual, too distant, too aggressive. I tried changing everything about myself only toContinue reading “Poetry Series – Simply, In Love”
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Poetry Series – Back to Driveway Potions
I’m not great at handling change. It’s my constant battle with learning to let go. I hold on to the little things, they mean the most. I don’t always voice them so nobody knows the way they mean the world to me and a change in routine may feel earth-shattering. I continue the silence becauseContinue reading “Poetry Series – Back to Driveway Potions”
Poetry Series – Proudest Anniversary
I would have argued that calling something a sin is the surest way to draw someone to it. I’ve always had this tendency to do the things I was told not to. Often it’s the idea that people that give off an illusion of being well-intentioned are often hiding more sinister, selfish, motives. I startContinue reading “Poetry Series – Proudest Anniversary”
Poetry Series – Grounding Steps
The truth about life, for me, is that the smallest things are the most impactful. This means a leaf can move me to tears with the way it dances in the wind, beautifully, to bird songs. Similarly, it means that the pebbles lining the ground hold more opportunity than they ever do inconvenience. If IContinue reading “Poetry Series – Grounding Steps”
Poetry Series – Sacral Blocks
I have the hardest time telling people that I plan to take care of myself. I’ve gotten to the point where I can do it when I’m alone but in the company of others, sometimes it feels like an inconvenience. Sometimes, taking care of myself makes me feel like I’m less fun, not cool. Always,Continue reading “Poetry Series – Sacral Blocks”
Poetry Series – Hurting Promises
I get tired of going through life alone but trying to factor someone into the equation gets challenging. It’s like the switch to letters from numbers in math. Your knee-jerk reaction is that they must be out of place. The equation is off now. I’m trying to remind myself, daily, hourly, every fucking minute… I’mContinue reading “Poetry Series – Hurting Promises”
Poetry Series – Paranoia
There’s an importance to finding balance, a point of grounding, when your opponent is a strong force. I remember wrestling, fighting, always in play but always with firmness and a need to assert myself. The most important thing you can do is get yourself firmly grounded, even if you’re not the one with the mostContinue reading “Poetry Series – Paranoia”
Poetry Series – Spontaneity at the Ready
What does it feel like when you get good at observing life as it passes? How do you know when your reactions have leveled out? What intensity is an acceptable one and how do we achieve just that but nothing more? I burst into tears at some of the weirdest things over the last twoContinue reading “Poetry Series – Spontaneity at the Ready”
Poetry Series – Far Away
Sometimes it’s the simple things that I’m the proudest of. There was a time when I would second guess myself a lot, and talk myself out of things. That doesn’t mean that it never happens now but I don’t feel the urge to pounce without thinking, out of fear that I can’t trust my thoughts.Continue reading “Poetry Series – Far Away”
Poetry Series – Uncomfortable Encounter
My favorite days to write are the ones where everything feels like fair game. I don’t want to apologize for who I am or what I’ve experienced and I certainly don’t want to hold back the words begging to erupt from my mouth. I should be doing laundry, the clothes won’t wash themselves. But theContinue reading “Poetry Series – Uncomfortable Encounter”
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