Still Water

Traversing childhood traumatic experiences leaves my soul wandering sometimes. It is as if it took all the stillness out of my being. Relearning? Relearn what? I was never taught anything about stillness. Sure, I had to sit still. I had to be calm for my father, but stillness – internally, you know the thing thatContinue reading “Still Water”

Jewels, Gems & Gunpowder

I would love to hear from you! Sharing Saturday with me by leaving your comment! Jewel: Amnesty. “What does that mean,” I asked the Lord. I grabbed my phone and searched the word. Amnesty (from the Greek ἀμνηστία amnestia, “forgetfulness, passing over”) is defined as “A pardon extended by the government to a group or class of people, usuallyContinue reading “Jewels, Gems & Gunpowder”

Wailing was Forbidden

After we moved from our home on Delaware Lane, I don’t remember crying. Well, the time I was bit in the face by our Doberman Pinscher, I cried. And, the time my mother left me at home all by myself – I cried then, too. What I am talking about are the tears that drainedContinue reading “Wailing was Forbidden”

Jewels, Gems & Gunpowder

I would love to hear from you! Sharing Saturday with me by leaving your comment! Jewel: Remembering. Remembering. Remembering. I wish sometimes I didn’t remember so well. I sometimes wish I had stayed in denial about my upbringing. What good has it done to remember? I paid the price for not remembering for the firstContinue reading “Jewels, Gems & Gunpowder”

A Praecipe of Danger

A praecipe is an order requesting a writ or other legal document. I wrote to the prosecutor’s office requesting a search warrant to go unearth the human remains of the murdered woman. They denied my request and sent me back to the Vancouver Police Department (VPD). I was devastated but decided to write to theContinue reading “A Praecipe of Danger”

A Casual Critic

When will my internal dialogue be good to me? If I spoke to others the way I sometimes speak to myself, I wouldn’t have very many friends. Do I call others fat? Do I tell other people they’re not good enough? How many times have I questioned the validity of another person’s dreams, hopes andContinue reading “A Casual Critic”

The Raging Waters of Injustice

Healing is not the lack of some good, righteous anger. In fact, it very much is the start of it. What do I mean? Anger that leads to malice, harm and revenge is not the anger I’m talking about. The anger that stirs in a human heart when it to sees the atrocities of injusticeContinue reading “The Raging Waters of Injustice”

Wailing was Forbidden

After we moved from our home on Delaware Lane, I don’t remember crying. Well, the time I was bit in the face by our Doberman Pinscher, I cried. And, the time my mother left me at home all by myself – I cried then, too. What I am talking about are the tears that drainedContinue reading “Wailing was Forbidden”

The Shot of Rejection

Abuse, for each one of us, is a burden to carry. The acts perpetrated against us carry a sentence that equates, ultimately, to rejection. My parents continually dismissed me. Their refusal to see me, offer any comfort or love that I needed as a child, left a blueprint that I followed. That path led meContinue reading “The Shot of Rejection”