On February 28th, 2020, I was on a road trip alone to visit a life-long friend. A song I had never heard by one of my favorite bands of all time came on my Spotify playlist. "Heal the Separation" intrigued me even though I didn't understand the context. Like many of The Shamen's songs, it …
It seems cliched, but some things do bring clarity. The year 2020 has done that in some unexpected ways. On my birthday this year, it felt like years of old suffering and insecurity hit me right between the eyes. The impact brought a sudden end to the silent screaming my soul has felt for several …
If I have learned anything in the last two years, it's that trauma doesn't age well. It ultimately leads to regret without actually bringing remorse. It is a vicious cycle that keeps us bound to what won't let us go. It is considered easier to hurt feelings and break spirits than to honor common knowledge. …
Time doesn't heal anything. It becomes septic, buried under layers of callous. On the surface, it becomes an insensitive place that lacks feeling. Underneath, it is a constant, never-ending pain that is so subconscious we learn to live with it. We become so accustomed it doesn't even trigger red flags anymore. There's no sense, no …
I have wondered about time and seasons for much of my life. I have noticed that some years nothing happens, and then some years, it seems that everything happens at once. Time is a human construct because human logic doesn't do well with spiritual reality and the concept of eternity. I don't know about anyone …
In this season of my life, I have learned two things. All we have to do is wait when things aren't adding up, and the truth will become self-evident. We don't have to make a fool of ourselves in the process. The real answers to what we have always wanted will be so simple when …
I have spent the last 3 years, trying to process the difference, that was brought into my world, after a lifetime of isolation, denial, and psychological mind games, that I still don't know the source of. All I know is that I have written many posts about how the process made me feel, and all …
From the time I was a little girl, I was always confused by the behavior of others, whenever I wanted to dress in a way that was cute, feminine, and sometimes, showed a little bit of skin. And when I say that, I don't mean like really low cut tops, or short skirts. I mean …
I have had the ability to perceive spiritual reality since I was a child. I never heard the word "empath," until I was an adult, that needed to be saved from the psychological damage, that I had sustained from an abusive childhood. I was just starting to feel the gravity when I began to deconstruct …
I used to be unnerved by some of the the violent and negative impulses that I could see rising up out of myself, until I realized that the very fact that I could see those things in myself was evidence that God, Himself, was addressing them, turning up the heat so that they would boil …
