Ubuntu

Ubuntu Don’t know what comes next Not sure what I’m to do I feel like I just gotta trust And stop putting so much Fear In the 6 ft between me and you I don’t need you at my side I don’t care if you won’t hug me But I gotta stop and question Who... Continue Reading →

What are we spreading?

To say I needed this would be like saying water is wet. Which it is, just as chaos is order and there’s bad in good and good in bad. ☯️ With everything going on, I keep saying: kindness, compassion, and gratitude can spread more quickly than any virus. We learn this truth in suffering. It... Continue Reading →

The Purpose of Pain

5 years ago, 2 people fought and 5 lives imploded. Countless others were hurt in the fallout. 4 years ago, I was continuing to be a functional alcoholic, self harming and taking out all my pain by starving myself and living on beer, a slice of ham and multivitamins. 3 years ago, I left the... Continue Reading →

Erasing the ‘t after Can’t

Hello there. Today was my 10th day writing on WordPress. I didn't get a badge, and I'm feeling a kind of way about it. I'm not saying that things like pictures of badges or streaks motivate me. I am saying that today was my 1025 day on Timehop and I just so happen to be... Continue Reading →

Happy Depression Day!

Today is Mental Health Day. It would be swell if I got to deal with my mental health once a year. For me, and anyone else who struggles, every day is mental health day. Often “good” days can be tainted with a sense of wondering when the shit will hit the fan. The “bad” days... Continue Reading →

37

I’m 37 tomorrow. Last night, I realized that 3+7=10=1 in numerology. 36 is 3+6=9. Aside from the ability to do basic math, (I’m a big kid now) in astrology, 9 is about endings, and 1 is about beginning. New cycle. New start. In the tarot, 1 is the magician card - the master of the... Continue Reading →

Giving teaches receiving

The benefit of waking up at 5:55 on a Saturday is the house is quiet except for Vader snoring loudly next to me. I had time to remember all the things I meant to do - the biggest thing was get donations set up at local food banks. A year or two ago, I saw... Continue Reading →

When not enough was just right

It always starts and ends the same. Not enough. I am not enough. It is not enough. That was not enough. It was never enough to gain the one thing I wanted, but could never quite attain. Approval, maybe. Acceptance, perhaps? Love, for sure. But, I think maybe the calming hush of everything just being... Continue Reading →

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