I don’t mince words much. Never could. Just end up slicing up everything around me when I try. I do spin plates. Many, many of them. And, they all, always, require immediate attention. I have spent my lifetime, trying to live in a world that wants all of those plates in boxes; craves only sound bites; and, expects death-defying acrobatics. What is a girl to do? I have spent a lifetime making increasingly vain attempts to contort myself into the most uncomfortable forms. Again
This hallmark holiday weekend seems almost designed to send suicide rates soaring. Valentine’s Day on Friday. Family Day on Monday. As if to completely rub it I the faces of those of us who are alone at the most depressing time of year. Having completely abandoned the notion that I will ever have a life partner; and, with the memory of that first Family Day when I was surprised by my 10 year old telling me he was going to live with his dad – without any consultation or warnin
2020 has begun like a whole new lease on life for me. And, I havent watched or listened to “the news” for, literally, decades. So, when this thought struck me on Wednesday, after I had just learned about the fires in Australia, having no clue about the missiles launched by Iran, I had to write it down. Friday, I found out about the misslies and I actually started to post it. But, I wondered if I might just be tempting fate. Today, I woke to the emergency alert about the Picke
I have said it before. I will say it again. I am a cautionary tale. I will admit, it is far from a dull story. Often even entertaining… in a Mr. Bean, trainwreck kind of way.
If ever you find yourself rationalizing your actions by my example, please ensure you are doing the opposite.🙃 #selfexploration #cathartsis #memoir #humancondition #catharsis #storyteller #wordart #value
As much as nobody wants to hear them, I don’t want to have to tell my stories. However, the way I have managed to stay out of hospital for all but three weeks of my life (and that was 42 years in, oddly enough, save an additional night or two here and there) is to be honest about what I am experiencing. Certainly, when it comes out as spontaneous improv comedy, it at least induces some smiles. However, I find people are generally averse to any emotional expression, buoyant or
Or, the other side of the “fill your own cup” coin.
Everything has a flip side. This one has been waiting for me to be functional enough to post. Lol #selfexploration #cathartsis #humancondition #catharsis #Musings #storyteller #wordart #value
I just played through Blackbird, by the Beatles, 3 times in a row. Twice singing. And, yes, tripping a lot along the way. AND, all I could do after was tell myself I sucked. That I am a hack. That I have no discipline… I spent over a year learning that song. And, I know that even being able to trip through it is a feat for many guitarists (Something I will never claim to be. I accompany myself out of necessity.) Yet, I can actually, when in practice, do quite a good job of it
Found myself in the state of a Smashing Pumpkins album
Stewing in the extremities of our human condition(s) Our “right” to judge
Blindfolded The apple we eat
Full of worms #cathartsis #humancondition #Musings #poetry
You spend your life trying to be what others want, certain you are not. And, noone, not even yourself, can value you. You get what you project. #cathartsis #humancondition #catharsis #Musings #storyteller
I tell myself I am better than this And, I want to believe it is true And, I continue to prove myself wrong How do we get so broken How did we let this happen In all our best intentions Their purpose has been lost No ends to seeking means Means seeking never ends #cathartsis #poetry #Musings #storyteller #wordart