Oh you guys. So much going on in my brain and my heart and the place between where emotions live, and also in the place above where divine things dance. When push comes to shove with the idea of attending a Christian church, I just ... can't. I can't. The likelihood of having to deal … Continue reading what up wit’ me? what up wit’ you?
Christianity
not exactly comforting, but…
I've spent the past week or so thinking about my last post and the response and my response to the response. How's that for convoluted?? And thanks to the person who DID comment because she helped me figure out a key that I may have fumbled for quite a bit longer. Figures - she's usually … Continue reading not exactly comforting, but…
quiet on the outside (cacophony on the inside)
There are patterns to how I approach things, for better or for worse. There are steps, even. Something makes me uncomfortable and sticks in my head. It pisses me off, it chafes and it will not go away. It's an idea or a sentence or a movie or a song or a word, but what … Continue reading quiet on the outside (cacophony on the inside)
quiet out here in the dark
It's been a week since I posted about being in the midst of a dark night of the soul. Things have been very quiet, and I'm working not to read much into that. I posted late at night and I think many people missed the post. I directed a few people to it, people I … Continue reading quiet out here in the dark
like a hermit moving through a dark night of the soul
I'm not even sure where to begin. I suppose this isn't a big leap from my last post. I'm sitting here in front of the keyboard, a jumble of words trying to fight for the right to flow from my heart through my hands. Maybe I'll start with what I did today, and see where … Continue reading like a hermit moving through a dark night of the soul
by the sea, by the sea, by the beautiful sea 