2.11.2024 Best Laid Plans…

I fly out in 2 days, back to Montana. For good. So much to do. Meditating with a self-help app that I love, Betwixt. I want to draw chimeras…a deer with roses instead of antlers, a dog with fangs, a cat with wings. “And surely, you can’t fight yourself and win…”

“Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue.” —Rainer Maria Rilke

I AM a fighter…I relish brandishing my tongue of steel when I see others being mistreated. I thought I was a victim because of my scars. Only now I see all too clearly each scar has a story I’m all too proud to tell. I am a phoenix. They saw me succumb, numb and dying. Now they will watch me rise from the ashes as I sing my song, turning my stories of horror into stories of glories.

My greatest strength is the way the world underestimates me…

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