there has never been. Said me. To me. Of me. Thankful.

Who have chosen to lose everything in pursuit of creating something wonderful and beautiful beyond just dreaming. Few of us possess such courage to persevere through the depth of despair, fear, abandonment and the great freedom borne on the other side of it. Regret not what lay behind. In death it feeds all that comes…

People with identity disturbances borrow pieces of others (language, habits, hair styles, thoughts, pictures, experiences, conflicts, stories, people, illness, addresses, clothing, generosity, reasons, rationale, business ideas, jobs, creativity, intellect, travel, deodorant) to craft a version of self that seems desirable or functional because on their own they are neither functional nor very desirable and they…

Cowardice – the inability or unwillingness to face consequences, truths or intimacy with integrity. Our conversations are phenomenal 🙂 Thank you.

Life always does this thing with me. I am always trying to understand, like everything and some things I do but not as deeply as I’d like to. So it’s like I’m passively searching and connecting dots. I guess some things I want to know are so valuable to me that life will bring them…

the left up down around the right drip drip tip double it flip repeat nibble nibble we very slowly release.

yet it can (cannot) be caught and (but) you can run beside (with) it to free yours. This poem about myself for others to better understand me, was written 7 or 8 years ago when I rediscovered and claimed a part of myself that had been pushed down for much of my life. What I…

is how we do.

slip in slide 😉 a favorite pastime in a favorite place with a favorite person at our favorite time soon, my Gentle Moon.

adventure. Actually a beginning. This is what I love about life and choosing to live it instead of exist in it. Always something else…