Listen. He tips his head in the direction of the window, indicating outside yet somehow making it clear that he really means, listen inward. I pause, when what I want to do is continue on in the manner I had been going, because that’s . . . what? The habit? But, no. Pause, and listen, … Continue reading Listen
ADHD. Let's talk about it. And, let's insert the caveat here that I am not a doctor. Neither, for that matter, is Dr. Google. Can I really decide that this is The Thing and it isn't something else? I mean, yes and no? I can say that I know myself, and the inside of my … Continue reading Listing/Thinking Things out/Writing is my therapy
I've attempted this before, way back when my spiritual practice with Poseidon went on its sabbatical. I came back to Strip Me Back to the Bone, because it felt the most like "me/my space" than anything else I came up with. And, I still love the phrase, and the imagery it invokes. I love its … Continue reading A Name Change
Update in Bullet Points and No Particular Order: Work/Life balance: I don’t have one currently. I’ve spent the last two weeks working some serious OT in hopes of getting caught up on things. Too much OT, so I’m scaling back. I have a dog who misses me, a wife who misses me, and cats who … Continue reading Life: A Study in Bullet Points
I chatted with a friend about writing a few weeks ago. Mostly their writing. Coffee and Cat Hair — A Writing Meditation I want to say they’re crowding me in, but the only sense of urgency I pick up is coming from within me, not from those around me. Well, fuck. Fuck. I want to … Continue reading Am Writing?
Current worries include: Health shit. There's some snafu going on with getting us scheduled in with a new doctor and getting refills on various Rxs. I'll be problem solving once they open, as the snafu has only just today become apparent. It will be fine in the sense that none of our medications are necessary … Continue reading More brain-dump.
I really don’t know what to call this. I feel like it’s been ages since I’ve sat down to just write out my thoughts, reflections, feelings. And, it has been. I’m not going to try to write this any sort of coherent order; instead I’m going to get it all out. So maybe we can … Continue reading Brain Dump; or: A Love Letter to Myself
Neech died. This isn’t Ode to Neech — that’s coming, really, but I want to get pictures to go along with it, and looking at the pictures right now is that sort of painful that I just can’t bare to share yet. I’m here asking for help in offsetting the cost of the emergency vet … Continue reading So, Neech died.
Am I currently in the midst of one and trying to distract myself while it eases off? Maybe.I'm entering my third month have trying the preventative injections -- I did my first injection on my own a few days ago, and wow, the hardest part was psyching myself up to make with the stabby. This … Continue reading Migraine Update
I’m having a moment, trapped in my body. I curl my hand around the coffee mug, and the heat of it holds me fast to my body, to the here, and the now, and the physical. Small wonder: I’m coming out of a two day long migraine attack and I am achingly aware of my … Continue reading Coffee and Cat Hair: Devotional Stories