My intimate dealings with God and man.
My father buried a woman in a sink hole on his property. This is a sink hole.
You Can’t Talk Your Way Out of Pain
Today, I sent a little prayer up to ask what I should write about. And I immediately heard: you can’t talk your way out of pain. Isn’t it true? How many of us have used our brains, our cognition, our logic and reasoning to think and talk our way out of trauma? I know IContinue reading “You Can’t Talk Your Way Out of Pain”
Overlap of Love & Loss
Elizabeth Gilbert once wrote: “Grief does not obey your plans, or your wishes. Grief will do whatever it wants to you, whenever it wants to. In that regard, Grief has a lot in common with Love.” I like this take on grief or trauma or whatever you want to call it. Like love, trauma swellsContinue reading “Overlap of Love & Loss”
F N’ F
On the discussion of fear — ask yourself this question: “Do you fear people?“ I feared everything about them — on the inside of my house, that is. Outside of the house, I was okay, well, kind of. People pleasing is fear. I was an ass-kisser for the early part of my life. I believed,Continue reading “F N’ F”
Comfort
Imagine with me a victim that has lost their teeth. Their shame and pain would show, wouldn’t it? How much we all hide. We hide behind fake stories. We put on a distant smile. We cover our pain with fake hair, fake nails, and whatever else we can buy. If someone had the ability toContinue reading “Comfort”
A Gallant Entry
Diving into healing the past of incest or childhood sexual abuse is nothing short of heroic. This journey is only for the brave. I’ve seen more people move away from their healing, then step into it. Healing your past is an intentional journey. You must want to choose it. Unfettered by the bullshit stories youContinue reading “A Gallant Entry”
It shouldn’t hurt to be a child…
Children everywhere, just surviving. Growing up to be adults who can’t care for themselves let alone children of the next generation. Typically, we think of childhood as the most carefree period in life. The work of being a child includes running, playing, engaging in fantasy, and living a carefree existence. Those of us who haveContinue reading “It shouldn’t hurt to be a child…”
Teaser Tuesday
From the soon-to-be-published book A Prisoner by No Crime of My Own: Chapter 2 | Delaware Lane “I speak into the silence. I toss the stone of my story into a vastcrevice; measure the emptiness by its small sound.” —In The Dream House by Maria Machado In the summer of 1968, we lived on aContinue reading “Teaser Tuesday”
Apologize to me if you bump into my car, not if you rob me of a childhood
I don’t believe women should necessarily focus so much energy on understanding their perpetrator, caring for him, waiting for him or needing him to acknowledge what he has done to move on with healing. Because of my father, my adulthood has been primarily about recuperating. The price has been high – what he took fromContinue reading “Apologize to me if you bump into my car, not if you rob me of a childhood”
Mirror Mirror ~ U C U ~
Introspection — what better way to start a week. Question: Do you have confidence? Confidence is a funny thing, isn’t it? One minute I’m walking a fine line that I am proud of and the next second can hold a mishap that takes my confidence to almost nothing. Such a fickle thing. “Now faith isContinue reading “Mirror Mirror ~ U C U ~”
Jewels, Gems & Gunpowder
I would love to hear from you! Sharing Saturday with you. Jewel: For as long as I can remember, I have hated my mother. When I was old enough to choose, I chose hate. She hated me, too. These words are hard to share — not with you necessarily, but with myself. I don’t wantContinue reading “Jewels, Gems & Gunpowder”
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A Prisoner By No Crime of My Own 