the edges of myself

words, words, words

I’m sorting through a lot of late.  (When am I not?)  But by far the most potent thing seems to be acknowledging and letting go of the stories I tell myself.  (And I tell myself a lot of stories.)  Many of them are based in truth, or partial truth– and have some vague notion of …

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my brain has settled down now– reconfigured– assimilated the new information.  i’m coming back online– and the good news is: i’m bigger and better than ever.   the new programming seems to be free of glitches– and i’m feeling more at ease than ever before.  My mind is lucid– my perspective vast.  And temperance is the card of …

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I’ve closed my heart before locked it tightly– buried the key beneath layers of shoulds and coulds and woulds   I’ve watched myself walk away treading carefully, moving backwards longing for an explanation some semblance of the truth   I’ve understood the sting of rejection– internalized its pointy edges, embracing their lessons along with the …

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You, who will drop everything for a friend, or even an acquaintance– set aside your plans or desires without even the slightest look back– or thought for SELF.   She has taught you a very lopsided version of boundaries– barriers perhaps is a better word– walls which are programmed to spring into action when the …

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I’ve been moving through a lot of late.  The thing I notice about myself most notably is just how quickly I seem to be processing things these days.  What took me 12+ years just a couple of  years ago is now taking weeks, days, or sometimes just hours.  Some people might find it hard to …

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just two young babes when first our voices met seeking out the harmony amidst a sea of melody. Immediately we fell as only children can– making promises and plans far beyond our capacities. As the years unravelled, we held tightly, clinging to the familiarity– a warm soothing blanket– the gentle knowing unlike any other. We …

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