Sunday, April 21, 2013



In an instant you have returned me to my original self;
the self who ventured inside out of curiosity
And an eagerness to explore and learn
You’ve helped me to know myself better
Before it all got so exhausting
And the process got to be too much
We’ve come a long way
You and I
Walking along our paths in concentric circles
Bumping against each other once in awhile
Giggling occasionally with delight
Then backing away from each other slowly
at the remembrance of pain
it is the pain that killed us
far more common and pervasive
than the few hours of connectivity
I am back where I started
Re-learning myself
This time without you


I’m pretty sure your reason for existing it to break my heart.
How else would I get any writing done?
From the pain the words are formed, effortlessly.
You always chastised me for not writing more.
Perhaps hurting me
Is the only way you know how to support me
And the only way I know how to receive it.


I have nowhere else to put this pain
My ability to withstand the loss of you
Has been severely dimishined
By overextension
The time before the time before the last time
I let you go all over again
I’m empty inside and yet there is still no room
To hide these feelings
All of the old hiding spots
Have been discovered, revealed
They spill over, tangible
Once again

Saturday, November 17, 2012

My first radio interview!

I'm so excited! I was recently interviewed for a web radio series called Create Your Reality by Lynn Crocker. The topic of discussion was moving past your fear in the decision making process.

 Check it out here.

 Has fear ever affected your ability to make a decision? Discuss below.

Monday, November 5, 2012

When the Heart Breaks



My mind keeps re-cycling thoughts of you
Attempting to re-organize and re-arrange the information
 into something I can comprehend, categorize, classify
something that might make more sense
I come up with nothing
The pain in my heart is unbearable
 and I struggle unsuccessfully
to keep myself from breaking apart
As my illusion of control disappears
My soul splits open and I realize
I never had you
Not really
You were merely the carrier of an important message
Sent from the spirit realm
To remind me that it’s OK
 to want what I want
And need what I need
Though I never really had you with any permanence
I miss you still
As if you were lost

Sunday, September 16, 2012

It is Possible to Fly



I had a dream about balloons today.
The balloons looked like hot air balloons but much smaller.
They could fit only one person and were attached to a rope that was held by people on the ground.
In the dream, I recognized these people but can’t remember them in my awakened state.
 I watched as someone tried without luck to get their balloon to stay up in the air.
They struggled greatly, calling out conficting messages to the people on the ground.
After awhile they gave up, declaring that it was impossible to fly.

I wouldn’t accept that.

 When it was my turn, I instructed the people on the ground to move in the direction I wanted to go until I had enough momentum to move by myself.
I took heed of the things that had caused the other person trouble and made sure to avoid them.
 I steadied myself on the ground before even attempting to lift myself.
And then, when I was ready, I rose gently off the ground.
 I didn’t go very high but I was air born, nonetheless.
 I remember feeling very victorious and wondering if it was possible to go even higher.
Then I woke up.

From this dream I take several lessons.

Everyone must live their own lives, but it’s wise to ask for help from others.
Be clear and specific when asking for help.
Trust the people who support you.
Avoid common mistakes.
Make your own way.
Don’t move until you’re ready.

And most importantly,

It is possible to fly.

Friday, September 7, 2012

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I desperately try to recall the peace
I felt back then
To reassure myself that I am able to exist in a state other than this
Yet I prevent myself from going any deeper
Stop myself just below the surface
With fear, anxiety and uncertainty
And I can’t let go
…can’t let myself go
But I remember that I was once free
And give myself hope