The Eclipse Edit
My core, whole and good, are both enveloped and set free by the windBirds flying about, chirping their progress of finding a new home before the […]
My core, whole and good, are both enveloped and set free by the windBirds flying about, chirping their progress of finding a new home before the […]
I never felt received by my mother, my father, and my stepfather. This lead to me not feeling received by others outside of the home, first
Journaling after reading Nouwen’s Imperative: Live Patiently with the “Not Yet” Read More »
I just want to float away. It seems too easy to be that easy – you can just leave all the pain behind and no longer be in pain even though you’ve floated away from everyone who loves you?
Giving up things of the world Read More »
I put a hold on my 108-day journey with Rituals for Transformation. Why? I was doing so well, reading the messages twice a day and journaling
Transformation: the book, The Book and a wise owl Read More »
I’m on a journey. I guess you could call it a daughter journey. Some days I forget that I’m a daughter (I also have no contact
There’s just something about her Read More »
I’m sitting outside listening to the birds chirp their language of life and presence. Something about birds has always intrigued me. Possibly because my great-grandparents had
A. A for abortion. This post is about abortion. So, if that is a topic that offends you or you feel strongly about, I’m telling you
The Other Scarlet Letter Read More »
During a search for support groups for daughters of borderline or emotionally absent mothers, I came across Motherless Daughters Ministry. As I read through their website,
The Emotionally Absent Mother Class Read More »
It’s getting really tiring having these discoveries hit me again and again. I am in the season of new beginnings, new blessings, forgiving myself – forgiveness
I’m not good enough – on purpose? Read More »
It’s the grown-up things that scare me the most. Keeping up a house, being a wife, getting out of bed in the mornings. All are on
These are the words my mother left me with after finding me on Etsy. ETSY! How she found me can only be due to her stalker-rific
May God Have Mercy on Your Soul Read More »