inside ptsd, in the wind, two


a small salad and bottled dressing

i settled for a corner booth, good sightlines and two exits. i thumb the menu hoping it opens to sacred text, but treat the dinner options with reverence. i eat today. bless.

thousands of centuries of humanity living day to day, eating when possible ...

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on the outside, looking in


i think it's quite likely so.

my parents had no idea what was coming my way after the robbery; none. it has never seemed blame-worthy, b/c it's not a trait or skill that exists, i would guesstimate, in more than a third of the population. there are ...

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present for healing


healing only happens in the now

i was reminded yesterday of one of the gravest times in my life—when my then 10 y/o son nearly died after falling from a tree. We were in the intensive care unit, he was breathed by machines and he was in a ...

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one day, at night, inside ptsd


the night is

and so am i, still.

i take stock, assessing my daily toil.

did i show up to Love today? actually, i did. so i got lucky to be writing this now.

was i kind? yes.

did i feel joy? luckily, yes!

was i decent to my body ...

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