Release

It wasn’t out there. It wasn’t in the lush green grass blanketing the field dotted with a beautiful array of wildflowers. It couldn’t be found in the warmth of the brilliant sun with a backdrop of a pristine blue sky. There was no sign of it in the towering oak tree giving respite to the…

Rejoicing in silence

Why haven’t I been here? When did I lose my voice? How did I convince myself that my positivity was too fragile to break through the resounding doom?  Truth is, it could all be so simple, but I always make it hard. I’ve had so many good or at least thoughtful things to share but…

If I die today

If I die today, I was a good mother, a great friend, and, from what I heard an awesome lover I was wonderful sister and a beautiful daughter, even though I had moments when I didn’t behave like I ought’ve. I did my best to be kind, faithful , and loving, in spite of dark…

The suffering of the faithful

Everyone doesn’t abide by the Golden rule: do unto others as you want done unto you. It seems, in fact, that people are more inclined to treat others as they’ve already been treated, which leaves those who do try to follow it  confused How can someone overlook you giving your best, your all, being committed…

Third eye blind

I am reaching for a part of myself that seems forever to be outside of my grasp. It seems achingly familiar, yet curiously foreign all at once. I am perplexed and drained from my fruitless efforts. I don’t honestly know what I am  reaching for. I simply awoke one day with a dull curiosity about myself…

Maybe…

Maybe I’m not meant to be a writer Maybe this blog was a bad idea maybe I’m not as good as need to be Maybe I pay to much attention to how I feel Maybe all my decisions are wrong Maybe I’m not as adult as I thought Maybe I’ll live to be one hundred Maybe…

Nightmares are dreams, too

All I could do was let out a disgusted sigh. I was once writing everyday and now the thought of even looking at my blog made my soul ache. What had happened? When I first realized writing was my thing I was excited. Creative ideas flowed from my mind like the mighty Mississippi river. But,…

There’s always another way

I have a friend that does exceedingly well with changes and disappointment, at least compared to me. He’s as calculating as the next guy, but what amazes me is that he doesn’t get attached to any outcome. He’ll be dealing with something that would have me in a tailspin and all he’ll remark is that…

Idling on empty

It’s not always a bad thing to be empty. I had a large container of coconut oil and when it was empty I removed the label and filled with my homemade shea butter lotion.  I was even able to take the pump from a empty shampoo bottle and add it to the lid of my…

Hugging the curves

Driving through Kentucky, to Tennessee, there’s a particular section of highway that curves like those roads in a car commercial. On a clear day, with the wind whipping through my hair it’s not so bad. I can see far enough head once I’m in the turns not to panic, but in the dark wee hours…

It’s coming

It was after midnight. I was lying in my bed letting my mind wander over what my next phase in life might be. Will I write my first novel? A big relationship change? So, many options and then it hits me–I don’t have as many “next phases” left as I used to– at some point…

The fluidity of life

Often things seem like they’re falling apart. Things happen in our lives that shatter everything we thought we knew. We’re left dumbfounded with no clue of how to carry on. We lament what used to be, but eventually we accept what it is and began to focus on moving toward what will be. Life is…