Real time Trust Where have all the good ones gone? You’d think I’d learn. You’d think by now I’d have it figured out… who cares… after all this… I trusted you. Trusted your hugs, your kind words, your kisses on the cheek, your touch. That’s huge… HUGE, for me!!! You knew my past, my secret […]

I just needed to write some things out. To be heard. The tears fall so quickly lately, too much silence, too little silence. The dam of tears is breaking, running currents and rivers down my cheeks. My heart aching, pleading with the tears to give some form of relief from its swelling. They fall, heart […]

Real time There it is. A blinking cursor, a blank page,  and me, with so much I want to say. And yet, the words remain trapped inside me. I feel stuck. I want to write, I need to write, but can’t. I love writing, it is an escape for me. It’s been so long since […]

Real Time Death has been my greatest teacher, so has life, and loss, and love, and laughter– but death, most of all.  The scars left from those goodbyes have been deep.  The goodbye that weighs heavily upon my shoulders today was a step into grief that made me understand the true depth of my capacity […]

Real time   What a strange concept time is… Strange indeed. It marches on without a care.  And we single minded in our pursuit for whatever tickles our fancy, flit from one moment to the next not realizing the true beauty that time is.   Time is a healer of hearts, a step into the […]

Real Time Violation is a weird thing. It rips at your safety nets and leaves you feeling raw, exposed, open… I’ve felt this way more than a few times in my life. I’m sure everyone has, but for me I’m immediately taken back to the worst violation I’d ever encountered. AND I HATE IT. The […]

Real Time        These past few years have been years of small revelations. A gradual building of who I am, and who I want to become. My motto was simple, “No, I can’t let you any closer.” Yes, it’s because I was afraid. That sad simple sentence summed up my life after my […]

Real Time, July 2014 Silence is a strange thing. When I’m feeling overwhelmed, over worked or stressed, I crave silence like a parched man craves water. The hustle, and bustle are cast away and I escape to my quiet hideaway. With nothing but the wind blowing across the leaves and the gentle sound of singing […]

Real time   Years and years I’ve sat suffering in silence, afraid to let myself finally feel the trauma that I endured. I needed to drown.   I needed to finally stop swimming against everything that was weighing me down… All the pain, the trauma, the heart ache… I needed to give into the darkness […]