Where I Belong

(Four years ago) It is day seven of nine at a rehab center where I am placed following a second hip replacement. Additionally, I contract Shingles and family is not allowed to visit. I am highly contagious. I immerse in devastation. The physical therapy staff is exceedingly helpful and kind. They work with me and cheer […]

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Liberty’s Farewell

Quivering Quaking She touches her hand Strokes her hair of lightly falling waves Her soul dances before us backwards and forwards The view is inside little Liberty’s seven year-old journey. It tells her No Not yet Not one flower Not one sigh of resignation. Then we notice She, the great-granddaughter Has wrapped her body around […]

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Not knowing when to be quiet she asks too many questions, ponders aloud, and keeps the conversation going and going ~ exhausting family and guests gathered for an early breakfast before heading out to do chores at the family’s horse ranch she has grown to love so deeply. Her sister gently chides her for talking too […]

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I Will Love Again

The signs were there. I ignored them. The comfort of being loved was overwhelmingly sought by me. Now, I must deal with the loss. Feel it. Experience it. Allow it. Forgiveness is important. It takes less energy and allows me to reclaim my own power. To resent or hate or withhold forgiveness is giving away […]

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Within a span of three days during one holiday season, there is an odd yet revealing energy allowing itself to be present. Four invitations and planned outings are abandoned for various reasons. Oddly, each cancelled commitment is originally initiated by four separate and dear friends. First, my manly romantic interest cancels a lovely afternoon of attending […]

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Awe thin ti City Awe thin ti City Trans Parent See Angry Arms Coffee Grounds Un Broke In When to engage the censoring mechanism While judgment & essential dislike(ness) Appear (Are) present? ~ self Do I truly miss the person Or, do I miss the idea of the person? (paraphrased from F. Woodman, Journal) 2013 […]

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Pounding Heartache

How can I tell you goodbye When your entire body is beckoning us With joy and verve and crumpled laughter It is with the knowledge that The angels are waiting for you And for me We shall go together You and I And if that doesn’t  play out well within God’s plan I will meet […]

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You See

You see I am not fully grown And hope ne’er to be For there are still So many questions Along with my rapacious curiosity. I adore my life And all who enter Taking parts of my soul To sprinkle elsewhere You see  There is a sometimes a gaping hole Running amok within the confines Of […]

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Hormones, After All

Are there certain incidents that trigger stress in you? Some, perhaps, more than others? In thinking about this development in my own life, I realize I allow these things to trigger and manifest in myriad ways: increased pulse; palpitations; fainting; lack of balance; migraines; fatigue; weeping; intense rumination; peace Perhaps, it is hormones.

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We Are Many Stories

My whole life I am told I “present” well. It has also been suggested that this may be in response to being called “a weakling” and “Gravel-Gertie-Ugly” as a little girl Tom-Boy. It has been said I am too nice, perhaps inviting mean-spirited people to take advantage of me. Another well-rehearsed saying is that I […]

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Betrayal’s Lesson

We are each many stories and experience numerous struggles. If we are honest, we each know the frazzled and weary world of betrayal. It is sometimes difficult to understand and resolve betrayals. Yet we all have been there ~ and will be again if we live fully. One way to perceive betrayal is that we […]

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