some wind on it. See what will catch. In it's own time and reference. You must spark your own flame. Be always gathering kindle wood, tucked in unexpected corners, the song inside the struggle. The pleasure inside of fear.

Sometimes you only need 30 seconds of bravery.

Do it. You are worthy of it. Honor the parts that hurt, let them go

From an older, very dark skinned african american man- "You look just like my daughter. Just like her. Hair and everything!"

From a schitzophrenic- "They are going to gut you like a fish".

A middle aged woman holds up a Celtic music CD and asks me if it is good, being that is the music of my people.

I think it may be nice to come back to lj. I miss having a space to say what is on my mind ( Read more... )

I might never have a daughter, but maybe I will one day have a granddaughter. AY yi!

It might be time to start kicking away my crutches...

The status quo is not sufficient. My engine keeps stalling, but as she revs out the gate, man, she purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrs

Di la and a diddle dee dah.

What to do on such a rainy and cold afternoon?

I would like to build a fire but that is inadvisable with the toddler.

Or is it?

Hmmmm.

Turning destruction into growth. For me anyways. I can only trust that this is the way it is supposed to be. Shaking hands, head held high, I know this woman. I've seen her around.

It just occurred to me that all my facebook posts are so positive-- what a beautiful day lalalal and all my lj posts are maniacal rants.

That is too damn funny

My wedding ring is back on my finger.

We are trying really hard, and I see that my husband is still in that shell somewhere...

It's gonna be a long long walk to get back to even close to where we were on that path.

But maybe this is an alternative route.