To still the deepest current More secret than any other I must go to the unyielding undertow Tugging and pulling And threatening to drown me

I may be broken or broke, but having a life that is stimulating, interesting, engaging, and life-giving begins here: I simply do not distinguish between

Sometimes through the miracle of a dream or a random flash of vulnerability, I see an unflattering picture of myself through someone else’s eyes. In

Those voices again. Chattering about my demise About my inability to take care of This one little day But I will rise with power Above

I have walked the earth for thirty years and, out of gratitude, want to leave some souvenir.” -Vincent Van Gogh It seems that the secret

I have been surprised that “ish” is now a certified word-game word, as in happyish, busyish, and any other word you want to stick it

I will latch on to that which will carry me Through pain and past fear To a place where I can remember Who I am

I wake up many days a non-believer, usually because life has disappointed me, people have disappointed me, or I have disappointed me. If I don’t

Almost every year of my life I witness the crazy renewal of life following months of barrenness that was forced upon nature by brutally cold

Yes, you May! Too long I have walked the earth afraid of reprimands or someone telling me no. Now I give myself permission. Who knew

If I am quick to condemn you I will be quick to hide my own darkness If I am quick to forgive you for being

The best people Give us a chance to explain our pain Without it being explained away By their own experience The best people begin with

If you want to find out where everything went wrong If you want to figure out how all the chaos got started If you want