Trauma, Mental Health & More!
I started this blog because my friend told me hers helped her gather her thoughts. I wrote about philosophy, filmmaking, poetry and most of all, childhood trauma. But what do I want to say in my writing?The more I wrote, the more I realised that I could use my vast research on trauma recovery to... Continue Reading →
i felt a throbbing ache in my chest last fall after counting heartthrobs and ribs after eating my weight in chips i sigh at last and the doctor i call she asks if i've been outside lately before sunsets and rainstorms before ravens pick out lost worms she smiles and waves me out gently stomach... Continue Reading →
Yarris, wrongfully convicted of murder for 22 years, refused to wish ill on his abusers. I would have become like them, he said.
Good and badThat's how evil thinksTalk of virtueWatch their hearts sink Fifty shades of self-denialNoses crossing over shadowsMessiahs turning in their gravesseeing their followers new clothes Speak not of love to deny itShow me no grace if ever flauntedTil death do us part, I spit on youI rather have my lonely home haunted
'I have no hope, therefore I am not bitter' - Krishnamurti There is a city down these hills where the geese sleep soundwhere the river laps quietly at bricks our fathers laid There is a home amidst these houses where children aren't foundwhere roosters screech while pigeons sleep in the shade There is a soul... Continue Reading →
Chose to walk streets in search of hopeBumped around, ran out of smokesTraced my pavement steps as if on ropeLoosely tied round last night's jokes. Slept with new beats instead of blokesShook my head, that's me folksBack to the cold and newfound dopePaint this umbrella with silver strokes.
A friend of mine recently shared in my fellowship her discovery: gratitude is an action, not a feeling. Denominating it as a mere emotion degrades gratitude, and it changed the way I write out my daily (well, weekly) gratitude journal. No longer is it enough to be grateful for my home, my friends, and my... Continue Reading →
My God is stronger than yours For he lives in sinners and saints alike He seeps through skin with rain not wars Divides your lies from words before his strike Your God cries and you're non the wiser Pray for cravings and still vex his light Ask for the world, watch him swallow advisors Now... Continue Reading →
The buddha says suffering is inevitableBut meaning is today’s holy grail. We don't see the forest from all the trees. We are alive. Why? Because our body is capable of consciousness. Why? Because the body gets food and water every day and sleeps regularly. Why? The body is living in an environment that supplies what... Continue Reading →
On the days when my friends all cancel or its my turn my fridge is empty and my mood more so i wish i'd rather be in church No holy water ever touched my head No saintly seizure my brain Yet here I sit and talk of God And drip his wine into my vein
Reparent Your Soul 