An Open Letter to My Depressed Self:

As part of cognitive behavioral therapy you are often sent to fill out tables, first to identify your irrational, exaggeratedly negative thoughts, and then to respond with rational, more accurate ones.  Because I often feel attacked by my negative thinking about myself, it can feel daunting to respond to each ridiculous thought as it arises.... Continue Reading →

Walking Poem

The Sea breathes gently in my ears as the light surf strokes the rocky sand in an ancient song that began before the invention of time. It was not long ago that I mastered the art of scampering across this rugged Maine shoreline, first carefully testing each step then hopping from rock to rough patch... Continue Reading →

Still Standing

After the ashes have settled, around the burning crosses, and the billows of gray fog have lifted, I will be there. Perhaps a bit torn, tear-stained tattered, rip-frayed shabby, bruised, but standing. You will find me in the open, where you will be able to see me clearly, in my state of fractured wholeness. You might... Continue Reading →

Abuse: My Story

I don’t understand why victims of domestic violence blame themselves, but we do.  Even now a year after leaving, I don’t have feelings of anger or hate for my ex.  The hardest emotion to deal with these days is my own shame over having stayed for 12 years, for having enabled him to manipulate me,... Continue Reading →

Shedding Skins

Gently stroking melodies caress, peeling back my old skin, as I rise from mourning. Floating like sea mist, before a burning sun, my soul shines back. I am awake. Love flows forth, filling emptiness with healing light, tingling joy surges from within. I am alive.

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