Sometimes I think I’ve got to ignore my feelings so that I can prove to them that they have no hold on me. Truth? It almost never works. But pen and paper, blessed with intention and permission for flowing? It works. Like, every time. People don’t hold power over you simply because they illicit aContinue reading “Poetry Series – Gifted Flames”
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Poetry Series – Suppressed
In the odd hours of the morning, amongst the silence – even the weirdest of truths must surface. So you stay awake. Buy time like it will be the next currency to sweep the market. Listen. Wait. It will inevitably hit… probably right around the time you’ve given up and are trying to find sleepContinue reading “Poetry Series – Suppressed”
Poetry Series – Spiritual Encounters
I don’t surround myself with enough people that speak of spiritual experiences and sometimes it means I feel incredibly alone. When I have dreams that scare me and deter me from speaking about mine, I secretly believe it’s the evil in the world attacking me while I sleep. I genuinely believe in the war betweenContinue reading “Poetry Series – Spiritual Encounters”
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 – 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 – 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”
Poetry Series – Love Protest
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”
Poetry Series – Missplace
We’re always circling back to lessons, relearning from previous experiences. I wonder if sometimes that’s why I feel so out of place in the present day. Maybe I’m revisiting, relearning. It’s the only thing I can think to tell myself, sometimes, to keep from feeling like I’m going crazy. Missplace Where am ISometimes I forgetI’veContinue reading “Poetry Series – Missplace”
Rewrite.
Our lives can be broken down into the experiences we have and how they are shaped by our perspectives. What happens is if an experience is particularly traumatic for us, its explosive nature often leads us to reshape our perspective to account for the possibility of that narrowly escaped catastrophe happening again. For anyone that,Continue reading “Rewrite.”
Poetry Series – Inconsistent
I don’t believe that everyone is entitled to the information and details of our lives. In fact, I don’t think anyone is entitled to it but that it is our job to voice, honestly, when a question crosses our boundaries rather than lying our way through it. I spent two hours in the dining roomContinue reading “Poetry Series – Inconsistent”
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