Download this episode (right click and save) Does it really have to be One thing or another? Does it have to have a name? Can it sit and breathe Quietly? Must we put it in a frame? Does it not stand alone Do we have to hold it near? Does it not have any value … Continue reading Ink
There are things in life I feel will never change. Pain, suffering, the need for deep and lasting love, the call of independence and self-acceptance, the always changing inner drummer whose rhythm radically quickens or slows in the very moment we feel we are starting to understand the song. Finding and losing love, breaking and … Continue reading Don’t Understand
Download this episode (right click and save) Do you ever crave freedom from all this - from responsibility, from stuff, from commitments and promises - so bad that you almost can't breathe? What the fuck are we doing? Buying all these things, owning more and more, all the shit we think will give us and … Continue reading What the Fuck Are We Doing?
I think I may be friends with some of the most beautiful people in the world. The deepest, most heartfelt humans alive. We are difficult at times but boy do we give, give, give back when we really care about someone From my husband who you really have to show your true colors to before … Continue reading Beautiful Friends
If you're in my life You matter If you were once in my life And that time has passed You matter If we shared nothing more Than a quiet conversation On a park bench in June You matter If you think I've forgotten you I haven't If you think I stopped caring I didn't If … Continue reading I Will
Every year for my birthday, I go to Arc Thrift Store, put together a crazy St Patty's Day outfit, dance a jig, and run around town while people stare at me. Arc, you really came through for me this year. As a result, this time I'm going to let everyone call me crazy on my … Continue reading St. Patty’s Day Fun
Reality is what you make it. And I tend to make it hell.
She's a nightmare And a dream And all the mess In between
Not really here Not really there Not on a mountain Not in a chair Not in the country Not in the town Not in the air Not on the ground Not on my own Not in a crowd Not sitting quiet Not living out loud Not by a desk No status quo … Continue reading Where Do I Belong
Am I really all that valuable? No, I think I’m not Is my small life worth fighting for? Not half a rifle shot Does any of this have meaning? If it does, it washed away Do any feelings anywhere Have the right to stay? Tiny bugs that crawl around Scraping for … Continue reading No Matter