Yessed to death Permissive patience In the absence of ever having had a Who What Where When Does the truth finally Choke you woke To the reality of being Either doormats, mice or brutish men Who force their broken hunger On unconscious bodies Just because I sat there A perch Parrot Frozen pickerel Paralyzed scream…Read more Fawn
Where Do We Grow
The ocean was a frothy milkshake Of creatures, seaweed and waves Where do we grow from here? The impasse buckling the only bridge we’d known A cleared path between parked plastic and ascended sanctuary Double yoked and sensible surrender cracked you open Replacing sheer terror with determination And I ran To a shame-filled room where,…Read more Where Do We Grow
Wondering
Or, is being trauma-informed the essence of enlightened Love, which is what some of us call God? But first, a little context. Back in the late 90’s two white, male doctors conducted a study out of Kaiser-Permanete and essentially discovered an irrefutable link between childhood adversity and adult health outcomes. The study, Adverse Childhood Experiences,…Read more Wondering
Gold
Binge watching global human excellence, and this breath of pure and priceless wisdom is the best of it all. My therapist is also a sports psychologist. We were talking about the intersections of trauma, threshold anxiety, and the general terror that comes from attempting to be our authentic self (for me anyway…my inner child constantly…Read more Gold
Uni-Fly
That still small voice Paddles blindly towards ecstasy The longing every soul is born with Breached, bleached or broken We all began in a bloody puddle of pain Slotted hearts wade in salty pools of tears Dredging for substance Milky silt and flesh Featherless fledglings cry For feet that can’t set us free or hold…Read more Uni-Fly
Actually
Resto is the besto. If you know, you know…but what if you don’t know? Ya know?? The first and only time I went into a Restoration Hardware, I thought it was a pop-up museum in the Sarasota Mall cause who needs a 100 ft tall horse sculpture? It’s nice stuff but you kinda have to…Read more Actually
Sip
Recovery forces us to admit, out loud, to an unconditional witness, the secrets we keep, even to ourselves which previously allowed us to justify various dysfunctional behaviors that had once served the function of saving our lives but would eventually kill us, literally, figuratively, or both. I realized my eating disorder had turned my body…Read more Sip
Werk This
Hot topic. The neurobiological fact is, stress and sociological trauma responses, including Flight and Freeze, have been grossly mislabeled as laziness by a western, capitalist society that refuses to acknowledge how its oppressive paradigm hurts people who are already attempting to heal from other forms of trauma. It’s a brutal double whammy. I speak from…Read more Werk This
M. o. C.
A violent cacophony Screamed from their Son reaching towers Falling to attentive blades below Cutting the frequency with which he diminished her A foreshortened life Shrunken To accommodate the appearance of guests Who’d never guess They were anything but happy Once you cross the bridge between here and never mind There’s no going back without…Read more M. o. C.
