The searing pan and succulent meet Crisped in a puddle of sweet creamery butter Warmed under a gentle and steady flame You knew my name Didn't have to ask for a thing This was an offering, a gift From the see, A perfect pairing with Gorgonzola Freshly ground Grinding black pepper and a gentle nibble…Read more Scalloped Edge
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Rx Love
Change efforts aimed at addressing or in some cases shaming a symptom are unhelpful in restoring wholeness because they often fail to address a root cause with informed compassion and alternative skills. Clinics featuring terrifying posters of various diseases one could get from alcohol, tobacco, soda, unprotected sex or overeating are scary and sometimes threatening. Using…Read more Rx Love
Lionitis
“I've been absolutely terrified every moment of my life and I've never let it keep me from doing a single thing that I wanted to do.” -Georgia O'Keeffe Good, bad or otherwise there was no time for fear growing up in my family. Poverty doesn't give you the space to pause; maybe that's true for…Read more Lionitis
A Little Death
"Can one be fully human without experiencing tragedy? The end of the world for a caterpillar is a butterfly for the master. Death is resurrection." -Anthony De Mello I died in front of my mother in high school. I'd been caste as a voiceless bug in a school play. The director assigned a boy…Read more A Little Death
Shutter
We broke into pieces slowly, like an uncovered cake drying out for weeks on a counter. I'd say the crumbling began after he'd admitted to starting the fire in our apartment. It took a while to accept it as truth given the erosion of safety I'd been avoiding most of my adult life. I'd been brave enough to examine…Read more Shutter
Love is.
Yesterday I bumped into some old writing; several thousand words chronicling the death of a decade which now looks like a worn out towel in my memory. It made me question love; why we need it, how to go about it, what it's for, why bother the risks. Last night I dreamt about an…Read more Love is.
To Give a Dog a Bone; Compassion Fatigue Confessions
This weekend I stood in front of my neighbor’s house holding a cookie for her dog. She keeps her dog chained up inside a cage in her yard. The dog stopped whimpering and crying out most of the day, about a year ago. I got to watch her dog slowly disintegrate into learned helplessness over…Read more To Give a Dog a Bone; Compassion Fatigue Confessions
