Just a quick update before my life gets crazy with work and I have little time to write. The past week has been interesting, to say the least. I believe I have purged more emotionally than I have in months and have put myself out there asking for help. I also have had many thingsContinue reading “A glorious moment it is…”
Tag Archives: lettinggo
This is why I’m afraid…
Just want to take a minute to thank everyone who has followed my posts and to let you all know that I’m going to be taking a break. I am unsure for how long. As some of you may be aware, I have struggled to let go these past months. I have attempted to turnContinue reading “This is why I’m afraid…”
A week in the life…
Wednesday, August 31: Clean and organize living space much of the day, followed by a night at the movies with my mother. Third full day home from a visit with friends in Iowa….trying to ignore invading memories from this time last year. Thursday, September 1: My mother and I shop with my daughter for dressesContinue reading “A week in the life…”
I just got here…
It’s been quiet the past few weeks, observationally speaking. I took a trip to Iowa earlier this month to help friends with their business and expected to be haunted by memories and my closer proximity to the source of many feelings and synchronicities over the past year. I wasn’t. Aside from a turn in DesContinue reading “I just got here…”
Lingering in protective white filament…
Fires ablazeApproaching from all aroundWe climb and push throughto meet on the other sideYou wrap me in a sheet of protective white filamentand disappear from sightas I linger in the attempt to escape A woman passes me on the street, issuing a haunting reminder to get out nowI’m on itEven as desperate and soulless figuresContinue reading “Lingering in protective white filament…”
Quite special, indeed…
I don’t know that I was born a warrior. Maybe I was, but I was so full of fear in my early years, that I don’t know that it was immediately evident. Perhaps it was hiding…..in my endless hope and refusal to give up…..or in my willingness to befriend and go to bat for theContinue reading “Quite special, indeed…”
Getting my “act” together…
Lately, I’ve been starting to “get my act together,” for whatever that means. The day job (which is seasonal and lasts just four months) has gotten me in a nice routine, as has my attempt to fully appreciate every moment I have when not in the office. I shower before bed, get to sleep atContinue reading “Getting my “act” together…”
You may think…
You may think I’m the same as all of the others….. But I’m not…..because you’re not, and I recognized you in a moment. And although I was initially reluctant, I gave in. I surrendered. The first night. The second and third. After months of not knowing what was to come…..when the realization first struck. IContinue reading “You may think…”
Messages from the Universe
Heart broken and needing to shut myself off from the world, I walked around Gray’s Lake in Des Moines just before Labor Day 2021. As I passed baby catamarans docked on the shoreline, a man passed me and smiled. “Your hair is beautiful,” he said as he walked by. How strange, I thought. And yet,Continue reading “Messages from the Universe”
A Thanksgiving moment…
It’s the Thanksgiving holiday here in the U.S. and for some people, this has come to signify the beginning of a period in our nation’s history during which the “white man” brought death and turmoil to the land’s native inhabitants. Already this morning, I have seen countless memes pop up all over social media inContinue reading “A Thanksgiving moment…”
An invitation from a friend…
Despite the general message and reason for this blog, let me assure you that I am no expert at letting go. Quite contrarily to that and truth be told, I have spent the majority of my life trying to hold on. But loss does not discriminate. No matter how emphatically we try to hold onContinue reading “An invitation from a friend…”
Lifting a foot…
My experience was that I had to change something. I had to let go. I had to let go of whatever hopes and dreams to which I was still clinging and create something new. The old hopes and dreams were all dead and I knew it, but I still had been clinging to the ideaContinue reading “Lifting a foot…”
Jeanie Unbottled 