When that damn groundhog declared six more weeks of gloom in a world already so dark for so long, I admit I too went back to bed. It seemed much easier to try to sleep off my grief than work through it. My alarm clock has been snoozing for so long, I nearly forgot what…
Category: Reflection
Write Yourself Well Again Coming Soon
WriteOn! One thing I have learned on my Writing Myself Well Again journey is that wellness requires you to do the work. It’s not JUST a state of mind. It’s a lifestyle, and you have to plan for it, strategize around it, and be intentional about it. As part of that process, TeamPI (Paige &…
When I Stopped Keeping Secrets
A few things happened. At first, it felt a little bit like walking down the street with no bra and bare feet, which is a memory dream I have from time to time (less and less, though). I just mean it was uncertain and scary and even a little humiliating to open up and just…
Good People Do Shit Things When They’re Hurting | I Know because This Is an Apology
I wish instead of getting out of bed I hadn’t wound up drunk again,and so I never would’ve said the things I said, and never made him listen to that poem that I read,never would’ve gone looking in the garbage bin of years ago and way back when, never would’ve wondered why no one saw…
I’m All Flat Fists & Little Toes
reflection from a weekly workshop I am participating in where we are doing a lot of self exploration and working together to individually and collectively come out from behind our masks. She said honor your feet. We all breathed in one deep, collective breath standing side by side and dreaming midday of a single strand…
Last year broke my heart. Over and over and over again.
Happy days were even harder to find in the second year of the pandemic than they were in the first. What is the word for getting knocked back down the second you find the strength to get up? That was 2021. It was the first full calendar year without my grandmother, my Baa. She was…
Moth-Eaten Sweater 