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Goodbye 3/28/25

Bird singing lonesome on the hill. My heart is empty but one silent tear fills… Can you look me in the eye? I’ve waited so long, so long just to say goodbye. You didn’t really know where I come from Could never go where I’ve been. I spent many nights wondering whether love was theContinue reading “Goodbye 3/28/25”

A day in the life

So, yeah, when you’re a little kid people say things about you, like judge and jury. They will say that you are articulate and speak very well when you are 3, but when you are 4 you are sassy and have a big mouth. When you are 5 they are determined to silence you, butContinue reading “A day in the life”

I had some bizarre words pop into my head earlier today: “You are doing things to me that you don’t do to anyone else.” Where in the world did THAT come from? I am not entirely sure who I was addressing that to, if anyone. Was I trying to lay that on a Creator’s desk?Continue reading

Sins

A mistake is not a sin unless you knew it was wrong before you did it, at least that’s how I think about it. We make a lot of mistakes, and we commit a lot of sins. Sins of the father are borne by the sons, and daughters, of a world trying desperately to keepContinue reading “Sins”

Yes,I can – but do I want to?

Still reeling just a bit from this disease progression, and kicking myself in the arse for having been so stupid about taking care of things. The right foot is now consistently burning, and I definitely need the cane for balance. I don’t want this. I never wanted this. My teaching says this is the answerContinue reading “Yes,I can – but do I want to?”

Lordy,Lordy – she did it again.

…and that is not even a vague relation to “oops, i did it again”, although maybe the sentiment is about the same, How. HOW? Did i wind up in yet another situation that is harmful, or at least not in my best interest, AGAIN. By my own poor choices, my own insistence on hiding myContinue reading “Lordy,Lordy – she did it again.”

Coming of age

I never really knew how to live. Not enough information, no instruction manual. Always knew I was different but attributed it to being slightly crazy, really stupid, very weird, and an eternal misfit. I knew what I was feeling but my people called it “funny”. They’d say, “Isn’t Johnny Mathis a brilliant singer? It’s tooContinue reading “Coming of age”

Reality, maybe

Walking the path implies walking. Movement. Not destination, but journey. Who was I before they told me who I was? I was curious, I was confident, I was safe. Who am I now? I am curious, I am more cautious, I am less safe. Caution is not entirely mine – it was given to me. Continue reading “Reality, maybe”

Shadows

Who was I before they told me who I was, and how I was, and what I was? That’s a line from an online guided meditation I stumbled upon, and the question is provocative. I thought I had become comfortable with who I am, but now am feeling as though my comfort is giving wayContinue reading “Shadows”

Nothing nice

This is one of those days when I don’t want to help anybody, don’t want to be a nice person. One of those days when I want to curse and beat at my own body for being what it is, when I want to give up on people who disappoint me, who cast me asideContinue reading “Nothing nice”