A Vast Wasteland

I rarely talk about my childhood and those bits I share have been sanitized for public viewing.  There are things unspeakable and unknowable except by those, and we are not few, who have survived. These words came as a way to honour who I have become.  The work of healing, of learning to cherish what... Continue Reading →

Igniting the Womb Fire

I was born eighteen days past my due date which makes me wonder if I knew what awaited me when I left the womb so stayed in there as long as I could! When you grow up in an abusive home, you quickly learn you can’t trust your own senses. What you see and hear... Continue Reading →

Each life

Each life a delicate strand of energy connected by birth to those who attach themselves by love and tenderness and sometimes by rejection and scorn. As the strand grows and reaches out into the world, it forms its own connections and sometimes cuts off the original attachment. Swinging free for a moment in time, we... Continue Reading →

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