Achilles

Vulnerability

This morning’s reading brought me to a blog by Nadia Bolz-Weber. If you haven’t heard of her, guarantee you will not be disappointed if you look her up. Watch her videos or read her blogs. She has truly helped me see things from a different perspective. Today’s story told of a time when a woman

CLAY

(Written October 23, 2013) October 23 2013 To live and love through hurt and pain is all that I know. My love is vibrant and enduring, Patient kind and slow. My kindness has been too much For others to weather. Pick apart and throw away All the pieces that you hate of me Turn me

Bullets or seeds

Staring into the ripples of my mirrored surrounding Reflecting my lost memories There I see my mother Explaining why Democracy is the only way forward Her voice echos through my ears and sticks like a tack to wall My father laughs and jokes “Republicans aren’t worth the sense(cents) they were given.” Though he refers to

Sweet Dreams

My soul drifts among the starsWandering distant placesReaching stillFurther unto the unknown She sleeps in her bed at nightPeacefulFinally she is able to join meBut only in her dreams We dance and swayAmongst the starsThe time stops at our laughter.Our hearts create flares. The time, it cannot stay.Slip away, as it must.bAway it drifts, as

Generational curses

One generation will always bicker about the next. One generation CREATED the next. One generation CREATED the habits of the next. One generation RAISED the next. The previous generation created the traumas that the next generation is reacting to. When we start taking responsibility for our pieces on the board and stop blaming each other,

Your imperfections are perfect.

I hope you know that there are people in this world that do not have to know you to love you. There are people in this world that know YOUR life is precious, unique, and can never be replicated. I hope you know that your value is immeasurable.Your worth is unable to be calculated.Your presence

Scars

Top four

Hey there I almost forgot There’s something that I need to say I love the way you laugh And when I catch you staring But you look the other way There’s only a few things In this world that I adore But if I had to list them all You’d be among the top four

“Hello” Writing Prompt

(Create a poem or short story that begins with “Hello”) “Hello”, she stammered with every ounce of courage she could muster. Her lips trembled. The stares that silently echoed across the room created a deep and painful pit inside her stomach. After meticulously removing her gloves, she rang them tightly in her hands. The audience