July 2017 Sitting outside myself as I write this. As I often do. But in a different way this time. This time it feels important to write this, as in; document it. For posterity, or as evidence of sorts, to remember that it really happened, when someday a long time from now, its blurred with […]
Read More The Middle of Where it All Began -(A Fictitious Account of Factual Events – Maybe)For the first time in over 7 years, today I challenged myself to a full body workout. What that means is, I did relatively easy ballet barre workouts, (and yoga) that incorporate a lot of use of the arms/upper body, and involve very deep stretching, along with lower body work, as a true ballet barre […]
Read More Releasing the Fear of the Residue – (Trigger warning for DV survivors)Tears: Friday morning 7/20: I fell to sleep crying last night… well, meditating and crying. And I woke with tears today. For many reasons. In fact, there have been lots of tears shed in the last few weeks. Some that have caught me off guard, some that I expected. Some of them have been my […]
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Per Aspera Ad Astra 