I’ve been weighing lately the merits to glossing over my life with Tim and creating out of the ashes a new version of the truth. There is no easy way to remember my time with him. I remember distinctly the day I decided I was coming along for this crazy ride. I know, and as strange as it may sound, I am not misremembering that … Continue reading How Do You Mourn The Dead?
Going through these events 8 months later is a bit surreal sometimes. In my mind I have to fly past all this other “stuff” and I really have to focus in order to get back to that place. Returning to these events and re-living what I was experiencing is … oh what’s the word…hard? difficult? … no … painful? No. It makes me kind of … Continue reading ‘To thy ownself be true’ | March 31 2012
Words, beautiful words. Poems, stories, of all kinds is what I crave. Whether the story be historical, a mystery, or a fable for children. ….Oh, tell me a story. That is why I am inspired to blog. To tell stories, to share experiences and to learn, most especially to learn. I am teaching myself how to write. Not just in a journal, but to really … Continue reading …Inspiration
Bit of serendipity to this Daily Prompt. This morning I finally sent off my first resume to a potential employer. So as one could imagine the whole idea of “success” has been foremost on my mind of late. It’s merely the first, but that one email took me almost 24 hrs to create & send. One foot in front of the other. “What is a … Continue reading Daily Prompt: “Success is a journey, not a destination”
I’ve been drinking too much coffee and indulging in too too many of those rotten cylinders of sin. Two hard-boiled eggs and 2 pieces of cheese for breakfast; then a two hour nap. Umph….I don’t blawdy think so. This kat I fear is soon going to have a posterior region that soon will take up more room on this chair then it should. I am … Continue reading Long Sunday Walks
The looming beast of the ‘Old Vic’ had been conquered and so the next spiral in the journey was at hand [see Thameswood – Part One]. Like with all journey’s, there is that element of the Hero’s Journey[Wikipedia] afoot in the narrative. Perhaps the guiding archetype of all life altering Journey’s resembles that of the Hero’s Journey. So now I guess you could say I … Continue reading Thameswood Lodge (part 2) ~ The Hero’s Journey
This Journey through grief has taken a hold of me over the last few days. I can feel its grip in the hollow of my throat. It means to find every last salty tear and rip it from me. Yet I will not wallow in these dark caves. I will not let the shadows become my reality. I’ve experienced these dark days after a loss … Continue reading Thameswood – Part One
There are places where I have felt at the time this is sacred space ~ at home on the riverbanks of the Thames, on the front porch of that home in Dodge, and around the century old oak dining room table that sits in that house; I have shared sacred space. Here now at this Cottage, actually the whole lake, is sacred space to myself … Continue reading The Mount | September 2011
[Oct 19, 2010] Beginning again I guess. Very appropriate I’m starting up in this journal. Lots happened since I started this. Irish Lake is a long way away from Catherine St. It’s hard to do this starting over thingy. I can’t believe I’m here. There have been so many tears the last couple weeks. Too many goodbyes. Some sad and others necessary. Tim came into … Continue reading October 2010 ~ going home & back again
by PaulaB 