Poetic Transitions
Though this is a poem about Spring, I feel Fall comes with its own new beginnings.
Though this is a poem about Spring, I feel Fall comes with its own new beginnings.
I am in a bathtub filled with tepid bathbombed navy blue water. I’m sick, stuffy nosed, dripping nostrils, packed sinuses The dryer twirls and drags clothes Metal fasteners scratch metal, Fabric thwacking on metal, Tumbling While the washer spins so fast it sounds like a jet engine About to push off, away from the tarmac,… Continue reading The Bathtub
“Wouldn’t it be great if everyone reacted this way?” he asked. I nodded and burst into tears. The man talking to me, my friend, asked me this after his new dog put his head on my right foot and his upper body against my shin Thursday morning upon meeting the dog for the first time.… Continue reading Puppie 2.0
Hope. Some days it is in endless supply, other days the shelves are sparsely stocked. Right now, I am perched on a a millimeter thin sliver of hope. I have it, though. Unlike money or time, it doesn’t matter how much hope you have to feel a sense of security. You just need to recognize… Continue reading Hope
I will light candles this Christmas Candles of joy, despite all the sadness, Candles of hope where despair keeps watch. Candles of courage where fear is ever present, Candles of peace for tempest-tossed days, Candles of grace to ease heavy burdens. Candles of love to inspire all my living. Candles that will burn all the… Continue reading Hope, Faith, and Belief at Work
I made some changes this year with my physical and mental health in mind. I am more earnest and determined than ever to make progress in these areas. I thought by now I would feel different, things would have improved, but they have not exactly met my expectations (which typically, like the rent, are too… Continue reading Fighting For Self
Someone posted this on Twitter today. I love it! There are so many lies we tell ourselves that we cannot even keep them straight (“I’m fat.” “My nose is too big.” “My thighs are flabby.”) Moreover, and much worse, we begin to believe those lies and turn to negative influences to… Continue reading You are what you believe…
One of the things I thought of was a message that Yehuda Berg, a Kabbalah teacher] had sent me last week on the topic of transformation. He asked, ‘Why are we here? What the hell are we all doing, running around?’ And he said that the reason we’re here is to transform. Then I started… Continue reading Transforming Space, People, the Self
I got some reinforcement, just now, from the most important book I own. Marsha Linehan states, and backs me up, regarding wants-to-shoulds and balance: ‘Look at what you do because you enjoy doing and “want” to do it; and how much you do because it has to be done and you “should” do it. Try… Continue reading Being… A Follow-Up with Reinforcements
I have been pretty busy with life, work and service that I have not had much time to write something here in quite a while. I feel, as I have in the past, that there are just times that I need only write for myself in my private journals. I’m constantly on this road to… Continue reading Sunburnt: A Sensitive Life