Overtures were just ideas:
Lures suggested to induce
Desire to move closer – but
Were never real invitations.
Overtures were just ideas:
Lures suggested to induce
Desire to move closer – but
Were never real invitations.
It would be nice to feel like I am making progress, but my attention keeps getting conscripted toward survival priorities.

Renegotiating who I am and want to be in each moment, despite what’s happened in the past.
The experience as if one is always existing within a dream – with a tendency toward nightmares, if I’m being honest.
I see that I have some more clothes, yet… having come through circumstances, it is hatd to think there will be replenishing continuum.
Helping family move on to next levels as I watch limited funds pour out to only one more month’s rent – and gearing up to leap off comfort’s precipice, hoping that my wings will be strong enough to navigate winds, carry my courage, and support my being the dynamic healer I’m meant to and must immediately be.


Cool illusion – as if I am standing on a fence, rather than on the ground!
From injured to ready or not leaping into a new dimension.
As adrenaline floods injured hydraulics, hind brain reacts in panic, afraid of could-be findings.
For the starting gun has cracked – and next week, I’ll be back to performing!
They bombard me one at a time after hatching from a kid’s past fish tank project left unattended un the bathroom
I thought it was irritating enough when using my phone with lights off that they flicker in front of the screen and try to fly up my nose.
But now, as they land on my screen while I write, touch pad keys are alternatively typing!
I would rather keep to myself than allow myself to again be driven into a frenzy.
As a human, life is often lonely.
As a wolf, it doesn’t make sense.
I dreamed we three hung out:
I was part of your inner circle.
Accepted and unchallenged –
At last, belonging somewhere.
We spoke of a leather jacket
So thin that it required oiling.
I shared multi-slicing biscuits
Crisped with butter and honey.
It was enough to be with you
Part of what was happening.
Then, it was time for photos
And I asked to not be in any.
You often save me, lift me
When I feel I have nothing.
Strange how moments evolve
As if our lives are paralleling.
Seeking by my own authority.
To just be able to feel deeply sad about it.
Having a type is confusing and curious to find out in this phase of my life.
Chrysanthemums

I have obtained a part-time office for re-entry into the healing community!
(Title reference to Star Trek series quote: “Acquire, Quark – Acquire!”)
Moments of bliss and unwinding.
Those who are “righteous” are often wrong.
I am having moments of happiness, where before life has seemed always hardship.
Lead to God.
The mice are moving into the upper cabinets, despite the grace of live traps that I have given them.
“I don’t feel well…” she quavered.
“Don’t worry,” the alternate mothering part of her brain reassured her.
“You are just in shock and feeling toxic, because that which is harmful to you has happened again.”
Unrequieted love is like a bruise that won’t heal.
Usually more comfortable if predefined.
But then, it wouldn’t be called unknown.
He didn’t appreciate her love when he had it, because he never had gone without it.
And she had never really known nor felt that he had truly wanted it.
It doesn’t matter what “they” say, or how badly a person might feel about it.
Or who will or will not support it.
The heart just wants what it wants.
She stood accused of “making the same mistakes” by her inner critics.
How dare she take that bold-leap chance and risk on another good-hearted guy – who it turns out, like the other men before, also had issues with commitment!
The side-thronging demons laughed at her expense – ranting, raving, and hooting in their cajoling rompery about how she’d “done it again.”
She had somehow found *yet another guy* whose kind and inclusive nature turned inattentive – resulting in a rejection, neglect, and abandonment reinforcement paradigm.
“Oh, girl!” they screamed out in cackling, fanatic goading.
“You don’t need our help – you keep f-ing things up on your own!”
Co-providing nourishment where each person needs.