Lying in the Bed We Make

Here is a metaphor: An angel and a demon make a pitch in the boardroom at McMann & Tate(Bewitched) and the demon wins the account. It stood there and gave graphic details of death and destruction, chaos and DIVISION, (albeit veiled by smoke and mirrors, with a huge firework display at the end) while the … Continue reading Lying in the Bed We Make →

Christianity and the Wide Berth of Death and Destruction in It’s Wake

I dream of a world where children's beauty and innocence can shine without being shred to pieces and stripped away by the wicked desires of perversion and evil that lurk in the shadows and mask brilliantly in the spotlight. I wish I could ignore the idea that there is such darkness, but having survived and … Continue reading Christianity and the Wide Berth of Death and Destruction in It’s Wake →

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Trusting Your Gut; Which Voice Guides You?

So much incredible healing and growth has transpired since my last blog post that it's overwhelming to know what to write. I have allowed that to keep me from writing anything at all, in typical fashion. Recovering from childhood trauma that carried into adult life is not a linear process. Suffering through the pandemic, finding … Continue reading Trusting Your Gut; Which Voice Guides You? →

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 →

Honey; Weaving A Tapestry of Healing Out of the Threads That Connect the Past to the Present

About twenty three years ago, I worked as a horse trainer apprentice and barn manager at a Quarter Horse farm. I had answered a classified ad in the paper after my job as lead singer in a house band aboard a dinner cruise ship had just ended. I went from dressing fancy six nights a … Continue reading Honey; Weaving A Tapestry of Healing Out of the Threads That Connect the Past to the Present →

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A secret place tucked away in the woods Where I would sit alone A tree-shaped arbor as a door Small pool to a stream with a waterfall And a mossy green rock, my throne Soothed by the wonder Of birds and trees A child torn asunder Learned to call nature her home. Faith was never … Continue reading Threads →