The only way out is through through the depths of a lifetime of emotions denied across the threshold between then and now carrying memories, hopes and presence into the light.  

The greatest journey is not where you find yourself but your life’s purpose

a rampage of rhythms caresses my audient streams with droplets of heaven; music of ease Ecstacy engulfs me from within as i powerfully release entering home that never leaves home always with me.

content warning: talks about disability inspiration porn. and it’s derisive, as it should be 😛 I didn’t understand then but time and space makes me realize how much we put people like you (like me) ‘on display’. You wanted, and so you did, and it…

wolf house was haunted by the profits made by a white man selling stories not his own even though the studio of this sprawling home teemed with gifted artifacts and artworks I couldn’t touch a thing in there sage and deerskin and feathers and arrowheads handmade…

The rapid motion lends a blur a buzz to the colors of a world turning to cotton candy this air of excitement captures the warmth of a day well-lived We cruise to our final destination as the adrenaline rush starts to fade with the heat…

She did not hear the story as many women have heard the same, with a paralyzed inability to accept its significanceShe wept at once, with sudden, wild abandonment, in her sister’s arms. When the storm of grief had spent itself she went away to her…

to count to three and after eat the M&M’s all week he struggles flicker of light in his eyes his victory is short-lived    

When you’re handed a quest for you to pursue, Do you hope that it’s elaborate and clear, That detail all the actions that will ensue, Or have no rules that you will have to adhere? Would you want to be tailed and taken care of,…

With credit to Robert Frost for the first three lines, taken from lines 1, 3, and 5 in “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening”. Whose woods these are I think I know He will not see me stopping here My little horse must think…