Blindly.

Blindly, she filled her life with things meant to propel her into freedom, life and love. Vibrating with the nature of universal law, she is more than human, more than what’s above. She is a piece of what’s below the primitive line and above those tuned to angels, natural and divine. Nature runs its course,…

Cutting Ties.

When do we cut ties with trauma, folks? So many of us, myself included, are so accustomed to trauma and those feel-good stints in recovery from trauma, that we have no idea how to face real healing when it knocks on our door. There is a sense of deep-rooted loss that occurs when we are…

Raw.

They said everyone loved me, but how? It wasn’t even true until I met you. Someone who knew where I’ve stepped off the deep end and to what extent I tried to right my ship after such a huge fall. It is about that time I’d forgive you and move on. About that time that…

Hello, Life! Goodbye, Zombie.

Life can’t be all about recovery, even if it is necessary. There has to be a dose of fun, a tincture of madness and a dollup of creative expression in there somewhere! Part of my personal journey to healing is a balance of dedicated recovery work and fun. I think this is what has been…

Event Horizon.

The Event Horizon is a point of no return – the edge of something big. I’m there. It’s a turning point for me. Have you ever stopped to thank the Universe for being exactly where you had wished to be years ago? Many times, we tend to not even notice the subtle changes day to…

Too Much Time on Your Hands?

Next time someone says I have too much time on my hands, I’m just gonna say, “yup and thanks for noticing.” It’s how I once built a career by fiddling with a paint program at the age of 11. It’s how I now can finally travel to see friends I’ve made all over the globe…

Cadence, Chapter 9 | Niagara

The hairs rose up in waves across my neck as he leaned over and whispered in his psychotically-tilted voice, as it always seemed to be, “All the most brilliant minds are right here, ya know.” I nodded, pretending to go obliviously about my business that night behind the barista stage, but something inside me wanted…