For me traveling is one big drama and sometimes it turns into a nightmare. I am dependent on others from the time I leave my house till the time I reach my destination. It starts with the car service. Will they be on time? Will the person be nice? Will he complain about the dog? My ride picks me up and drives me the over an hour ride to the ( Read more... )

Whenever I think of the word anger I put a D in front of it, and that spells Danger with a capital D. As a child I threw horrible temper tantrums, but not just as a two or three-year-old, I was lying on the floor, kicking and screaming at age eight and nine. Apparently this is less common than toddlers throwing all out tantrums. It progressed to ( Read more... )

I was three-years-old and running free through the trees and into the open area of our camp site. The air smelled fresh and clean like mountain air would. Then suddenly I was falling and there was fish. Scales everywhere. I was drowning in them, in my mouth, on my face, tangled in the fish and trying to free myself. Spitting and crying, and my ( Read more... )

She was in heat. Nothing could stop her now. She was ready for sex. Her nostrils flared and her entire body shivered ( Read more... )

I Hate My Narcissistic self ( Read more... )

There’s nothing like learning to pick up poop. When one is training with a guide dog it is an essential part of the training. The first few days the trainers scoop the poop with shovels, and tell the blind dog handlers what the dog is doing, urinating, defecating, or just sniffing around. The handlers have to get to know their dog’s efforts. ( Read more... )

“Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone; it has to be made, like bread, remade all the time, made new ( Read more... )

Round Dance ( Read more... )

I think everyone has had times in their lives when they wish they had just a little ammunition. Maybe true bullets to fire, or maybe just words, or facts, or just a little bit of help with which to arm oneself. It’s not easy getting through life. I think it’s a maze of tests for all of us. Sometimes we need a little help ( Read more... )

I was fairly new at my job when I met Dangerous Mind. It is a habit of baxaphobia and I to give our clients names that protect their identity yet let she and I know who we are talking about in a conversation. We can’t talk in public about Mr. Smith but we can talk about Dangerous Mind, Violent Woman, Pregnant Girl, The Mayor and so on. Anyway I met ( Read more... )