PS – More On “The Truth”

Have you heard of Glennon Doyle Melton? This clip sums up what I was working through with my post on truth.  You can read it here. I'm up past my bed time thinking of how I tell my truth without words... Insomnia Reckless spending Trying to be like someone else Thinking the "experts" know what's … Continue reading PS – More On “The Truth”

And the Truth Shall Set You Free!

That's right, telling the truth is some bullshit. Yeah, I wrote it - bullshit. You remember when you were a kid and the grow'd-ups told you how wrong it was to tell a lie. You were supposed to tell the truth, the whole truth, so help you "deity of choice". But then what would happen, … Continue reading And the Truth Shall Set You Free!

Did it Happen?

We're nine days in and I'm waiting for all these "new" people to show up.  The slogans were tossed about without any hesitation as they always are, "New Year, New You"...and the many variations.  Yet as I've gone about my days so far, I'm seeing a lot of the same, angry, afraid, zombies that I saw … Continue reading Did it Happen?

What if?

What if I told you that you aren't broken?  That your diagnosis was based on speculation and "society's" need to label what it doesn't understand, or what doesn't fit into the box? Are there major neurosis out there that cause people to suffer mentally and physically?  I'm sure there are, but I'm not talking about … Continue reading What if?

Embraceable – A Quick Chat with August McLaughlin

Valentine's Day. You're told that much like Christmas, the best way to show your love is to shower your special someone with gifts and attention. That's all well and good, but when was the last time you were told to do that for yourself? Women especially are taught how to show others love, but there's … Continue reading Embraceable – A Quick Chat with August McLaughlin

Who Am I Really?

Hi.  My name is…and here’s where I get nervous.  You see, my early childhood was marked by a fairy tale beginning – you know the kind where the poor heroine is outcast, left alone in the world with no one to care for her.  At least that’s how it felt.  Truth was, my parents separated … Continue reading Who Am I Really?