Dear September

Dear September, Every year you hit me with a mixed bag of emotions. September, the month of fall. The month when the gorgeous, dead leaves fall from the towering trees, when the hefty walnuts begin to surround my house and hit my roof at night, lost in a dark abyss, and when the smell of… Continue reading Dear September

Advertisements

Placing Blame and Assigning Guilt

One of my biggest inner struggles with bipolar disorder is fighting the urge to blame myself for every outside conflict with others. How the hell am I suppose to know whether my angry outburst was valid or if I was overreacting because my brain is at war? It stems from the overused phrases used all… Continue reading Placing Blame and Assigning Guilt

Seeking Approval

Growing up we believed those we thought knew the secrets of the universe-- our parents, our grandparents, our brothers and sisters-- were made of perfection. Perfection has the smell of fresh linen and the taste of strawberries with memories we cherished. We held their opinions, beliefs, and advice in our hands like precious rubies. We… Continue reading Seeking Approval

Why Watching Sweat Roll Off His Brow Gives Me Pleasure

Our government is officially a reality tv show.

t e m e n o s

Each morn, usually up before the crack of dawn, whether I’m working or not, I sit here with my coffee and catch up on whatever political vids have been posted. Lately, or, well, if I’m honest, for weeks, more and more, it’s beginning to run together, with the same blather and speculation, the same tweets with different words, the same chaos but with different characters, day after day.

The one thought that has spun around lately, is that I don’t support impeaching that rumpTus, the chief liar of this chaotic and destructive White House.

I want him to go down, like with the ship goes down, I want him to be there to the bitter end. See, this is the thing, for the one who would follow, Pence is going to be no better, maybe far worse. For one as he has experience, and knowledge can be dangerous, plus some…

View original post 1,221 more words

Little book of hope

His poetry is amazing. I so recommend this book!

Havoc and Consequence

With all the darkness and fear in the world, it is very important never to give up hope. Remember the potato; it grows down deep in the soul, finding it’s way in the darkness to push and reach up to break the soil to find the light. Reaching up to god. Reaching up to survive.

A free book is available in order to help tip the scale to the brighter side of the world, when you feel covered in earth. Enjoy!

Hope

View original post