To catch.
Storytime ~ Chapter 24
To catch.
Family
Storytime ~ Intermission
Who is the enemy here??
Storytime ~ Chapter 22
Secrets...Alcoholism. Blind ego.
Storytime ~ Chapter 21
Serendipity...An ode to Sienna.
Storytime ~ Chapter 19
Connection...A lover loving love.
Storytime ~ Chapter 18
Storytime ~ Chapter 15
Tragedy...addiction. There's another way.
Storytime ~ Chapter 14
The insanity of humanity. As within, so without.
Storytime ~ Chapter 11
Ancestors...Love is never the problem.
Storytime ~ Chapter 9
Family...break the chains.
Storytime ~ Chapter 3
When I think about this time, I can still feel the music...
Chapter 41
The answer we’re looking for is found in the place we least want to look. They are in Beowulf’s Grendel. They are the dragon lurking deep in our individual caves needing to be slayed.
Chapter 39
How could I detach in a healthy way if I’m suppressing emotions? I couldn’t. I would be too cold. Hypothermia is not healthy.
Chapter 38
At the end of the day (at the end of this life) that's all I have. MY own love and anything it touches (or doesn't) will be my legacy.
Chapter 37
I barely slept at all that night (or many nights to come). Every time I woke up, I would remember and cry.
Chapter 36
It was a staggering contrast, the serenity of such a blissful moment coming together with the implications of this message.
Chapter 35
Then came the day I’ve been dreading to write about, but also the reason I’m here sharing my story with you…It was a deceptively lovely Tuesday morning in August...
Chapter 34
Though I’d much rather be soaring above the clouds or swept away by the sea, I had risen from the ashes before too. I could do it again. Besides, I was born in a fire. I'm not afraid to burn for a cause.
Chapter 31
I’ve always found that when something’s right for me, the path opens up. That opening comes with a feeling…the feeling I only know how to describe as expansive. Not restrictive.
Chapter 22
I understand the innate sensitivity of the ego. For this reason, I will cater to it briefly in the hopes of cutting through some of the delusions it likes to create…
In Bloom 