Understand that I did not dig into Paul’s public life. I didn’t read his autobiography. I didn’t read interviews. I didn’t stalk his Facebook. I listened to his music and I talked to him in my head. That’s it. To revisit how we met, click here. Paul was furious one day. He snapped at meContinue reading “I’ve Lost My Damn Mind: Two”
Our 10-year saga began one day in March 2010, if I remember correctly. I studied the picture of a rock band, let’s call it Tinderbox, that my then boyfriend absolutely worshiped. My boyfriend, Thomas, played guitar in a cover band and Tinderbox had a lead singer, we’ll call him Paul Avola, who happened to beContinue reading “I’ve Lost My Damn Mind: One”
COMMUNITY AND CONVERSATION AT THE BRIDGE 1-9-2020 This week’s topic is about raising your vibrations by recognizing spiritually abusive behaviors that denigrate and separate and the spiritually supportive behaviors that affirm and integrate on all levels of existence. Next Step: we plan to include an audio and/or video podcast so that people around theContinue reading “ComCon: Ascension Handout 1-9-20”
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I’ve only heard two people tell me that I treated them poorly. One was a narcissist. The other was too young to understand how being treated well might appear. No one else, not my family members, my co-workers, or even previous lovers have told me I wasn’t good to them. That many people can’t beContinue reading “i treated you poorly?”
Right now, I am in the throes of that irritable anxiety that makes it impossible to do much of anything. This is the reality of Bipolar II. This is what I have managed to overcome until lately. The irritable anxiety is the worst part for me. I don’t want to do anything. I’m pushing myselfContinue reading “Bipolar Relapse: I hate my job”
Divorce is almost inevitable for a married couple in the United States. The psychologists would have us believe that only fifty percent of marriages end in divorce. They gloss over the constraints of the trials, which measures the three years between marriage and divorce. Another constraint is the observation of only heterosexual marriages.
This is a terrible topic to touch, but I will explain my understanding of what privilege is and what it is not. It isn’t that rich, attractive, light-skinned, Christian men are too “clueless” or not “intelligent” enough to understand the concept of privilege. But the way the media has twisted it, privilege has become aContinue reading “Privilege is a Dirty Word”
On Saint Paddy’s day, there are Americans who are of Irish descent that do not maraud in the streets in drunken stupors. We do not carouse. There is no Bacchanal on this holy day. This is the day the Irish and those of Irish descent go to church, have a quiet dinner with their families,Continue reading “Don’t Kiss Me, I’m Irish-American”
Dear Missy: I’m writing this letter and making it public now that school shootings have become a “normal” fact of life. To me, you are kindness incarnate, and though I may never reach such heights, your nature is a standard that I’ve made my own. I was an awkward girl: small, thin, and poorly dressed.Continue reading “An Open Letter to Melissa”