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WHEN THERAPY IS RE-TRAUMATIZING

I did not wake up intending to write this today. As a matter of fact, I sat down to write about something completely different that has been begging for release, something much more uplifting, as it deals with the little miracles I have been uncovering in the midst of my trauma recovery. This though... Blindsided. … Continue reading WHEN THERAPY IS RE-TRAUMATIZING →

On Character ; (or, I am A Character)

People seem not to see that their opinion of the world is also a confession of their character. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson I watched a documentary called "I AM" which beautifully illustrates the connective nature of all living things, and the power of our capacity as humans, to love, and affect change with that love, as … Continue reading On Character ; (or, I am A Character) →

Writing From The WOMB

The greatest thing about blogging is that there is no pressure. It was the best step for me as a longtime journal writer who never wrote continuously in one at a time, but several. One journal may contain a small period of time, but from beginning to end it can span a decade or more. … Continue reading Writing From The WOMB →

Wrapping Up A Decade; Freefalling Into Darkness and Seeing The Light

I had the incredible opportunity to go on a night ride with a couple of friends on Thursday, under the last full moon of this decade occurring at 12:12 on the date of 12:12. It came following a day of intense emotional out cries due to family dysfunction, which I released with the same force … Continue reading Wrapping Up A Decade; Freefalling Into Darkness and Seeing The Light →

The Elephant In The Room Is At Your Feet

I found this most delightful treasure while beach combing in the Outer Banks of North Carolina. It was a glorious morning and you can't imagine the joy this brought me. God is said, in the Bible, to know exactly how many hairs are on our head. I don't doubt it. I mean, He IS all-knowing … Continue reading The Elephant In The Room Is At Your Feet →

The Day I Rested My Boots By The Fire

It was a cold day that had started out sunny. I knew there was a 100% chance of rain later, but nothing could take away my joyful anticipation. A group of riders were meeting at the farm to grab our horses, get tacked up by 10am, and have an off-site excursion to a friend's place, … Continue reading The Day I Rested My Boots By The Fire →