I have no desire to be another’s jailer. I have no interest in being another’s prisoner.Read More 06: Promises and Prisons
No matter how beautiful, the cut flower eventually wilts.Read More 04: Regrets
I never questioned anything My Kitten said to me. As a result I ended up living in a box.Read More 65: Living in Boxes (Part I)
What matters is my commitment to change and not what others think of my intentions or motivations. I get up every morning and ask myself, “What is my truth to own today?”Read More 63: Pursuing Vulnerability
I will just set this here for you: whether you know it or it or not, you are valuable, you are worthy. Even when you fail. Even when I fail.
Remember.Read More 62: Sacred to the Touch
I pretend things didn’t happen that did. I confuse resiliency with the appearance of strength and cover with bravado. I pretend the losses don’t hurt.Read More 61: Being Incognito: Thoughts on Grief, Loss, and Children
I find myself in places where I end up trying to control her responses and feelings. I believe, and so does she apparently, I am responsible for how she feels and how she responds, not just for what I do.Read More 60: I Lied Again
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.Read More 59: The Queen is Dead
Time spent with intention brought me here.Read More 58: Symbolism
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.Read More 56: Things I Carry – Tending My Secret Garden