Dear Body,
I spent time with you today. Real, intentional time. I usually spend so often residing upstairs in Mind I couldn’t tell you the last time I came down to visit. We cried today, Body. We laughed, too. Funny, isn’t it, how similar the sounds of laughing and crying are? The clenched stomach. The gasping breath. The eyes pinched shut. The…read more

Dear Rage,
I feel your scorn. Your angst. Your thirst for vengeance on those who harmed you, stole your youth, your innocence. A ravishing hunger to avenge injustice. All the times you grew up feeling like the other, less-than, lacking and without. The craving of normalcy and the lofty dreams of ‘if only’s’ still taunting you. Rage, you used…read more