Category: .Feelings.

  • On the wings

    I still see you bouncing up and down on the wings of the plane. They always seat me at or near the wing. I can always see it. I appreciate that. It makes me feel as though that connection is still there for me. It’s wild that we haven’t spoken at all really in the…

  • Holding on to change.

    Recently I’ve been taking in information from different places about change. Change is a constant in our life. Things cannot stay as they are, even if we hold on to them to try to get them to. It’s a funny thing really. Change. And to be honest I feel that I spend a lot of…

  • This is the middle.

    It’s so funny but also not funny how this is the first thing to go. This is the first thing to go when something changes in my life now. I remember I used to rely on writing so much. It was my daily life blood. When I was about 14 years old – maybe 13…

  • Every day doesn’t have to sound a certain way.

    I feel tired of having to be this person that others think I am. There’s something that seems to have been learned in me that says – don’t call anyone unless you are in a good mood. And if they call you, make sure you sound happy so you can make them happy. Oh it…

  • Pulling the hair out of my mouth

    Come out: emerge, become known. Coming out to myself seems to be the thing – the thing I keep doing over and over and over again. As I continue to peel back the layers of what I seem to be wearing on top of the truth. I had a dream last night that I was…

  • Mom, I love you.

    For as long as I can remember, writing always felt like a really natural and authentic way for me to express myself. I write when I am happy, sad, upset, struggling, joyful, celebrating – I feel that the words come to me to express it all. Recently I’ve been debating about where the words come…

  • Stories I am letting go of

    Life is meant to be free – it really really is. It’s wild to think about and that’s because its so unknown. What is freedom? What is a free spirit?   We all are. That is what we were born to be, but how do we actually live that reality? By simply not knowing and…

  • A savage and a sweetheart

    She is an old soul with a new style,who wears black and speaks her mind. So powerful, she leaves her prints on everyone she touches because she is both: A Savage and a Sweetheart. – S. Menutt I resonate deeply with this quote. Sometimes I feel more like a savage in my inner life and a sweetheart…

  • Weird II Beautiful

    Weird II Beautiful

    Am I going through the motions or being present in the moment? Going with the flow or riding the wave? It felt surreal to be on the plane all night. And when we landed in Dublin this morning I felt … weird. I usually feel relieved and excited and so many things, that’s just naming…