THE LONG ROAD HOME
It's the unfun bit of travel - going home. And after three months, it's the bit to look forward to…
Stalked by Demons | Guarded by Angels
It's the unfun bit of travel - going home. And after three months, it's the bit to look forward to…
Every day - every moment - of my life, I change and transform one way or another. My body constantly…
As I may have mentioned once or thrice, I suck at art. And the thought of doing art therapy leaves…
How small a world becomes when locked away, be that lock constructed of our own fruition.
I am a master procrastinator. Yes. It's true. When I want to do something, or necessity dictates I have to…
Today I did some dream writing. It was a technique I learned through Joanne when I did her Seven Day…
I've started reading again. Please let it be known, this is very good news - on numerous levels. In case…
I have a confession… I am feeling a teensy bit of pride. Pride is something...
I've spent eight weeks safely nestled in a cocoon of Cs - Conviction, Curiosity, Conscientiousness, Courage, Connection & Commitment. And…
The days were cold, And the skies were grey. The bare branches swaying in the swift brisk wind. Still, the…
You held me, in the palm of your hands, When I was young, red-faced and new. You held my hand,…
I believe my bodyguard is Coco. He is a cat. A beautiful, loving, devoted cat who considers himself human. He…
There's a cloak wrapped tight around me. A cloak of grief. A cloak of fear. A cloak of wanton weariness.
I am coming to the end of an eight week online course for recovery from...
I introduced myself to my fellow writers in the awakening authors course I'm starting soon. I introduced myself in verse…