59: The Queen is Dead

I don’t really have much to add at the moment. Frankly, what I experienced at the train depot was eye opening and has left me disgusted with myself and others.

58: Symbolism

Time spent with intention brought me here.

11: A Love Letter to the Betrayers: The Monsters

Sure there are monsters, but in truth, most of what we are calling monster behavior is simply someone doing something stupid for stupid and innocent reasons. It’s just poor judgment, not pathological.

There are actually very few monsters.

10: A Love Letter to the Betrayers: The Holidays and Anxiety

Which makes the holidays even more difficult. Lots of sugar, high expectations, inherent drama, social demands, and poor sleep combine to fueling exhaustion. For me exhaustion is Anxiety’s crack, one feeding the other. The holiday’s are the dealer.

Audit 01: Ducks and other quacks

Originally posted on Love Letters to a Healing Heart:
I use to believe some things were best kept private…but it is precisely the act of secret keeping that allowed my betrayal to fester so long. When the lies, secrets, and betrayal detonated on our lives twenty-eight days ago I was both sickened and relieved. The…

57: My Favorite Ex-Wife

Let’s talk about my ex-wife.

56: Things I Carry – Tending My Secret Garden

A man cannot live one life fully split between two moments, two gardens. Inevitably they both will be overtaken with weeds. As I continue to tend my garden I recognize we reap what we sow. There are still weeds in my garden. There will always be weeds and they are my weeds.

I planted these. I will tend to them.

55: Try This Again Shall We?

It is time do something different. Failure is feedback, not prophesy. This is my rock now. I’ll go push it alone.

54: Lessons from a Black Friday

Here are a few of the lessons learned since that dark, unhappy, and personally blackest of Black Fridays two years ago.