My apparent disconnection led to a deeper connection with three individuals who supported me in achieving my deepest desires.

My apparent disconnection led to a deeper connection with three individuals who supported me in achieving my deepest desires.

Today, I chose disgust. I wrote three short stories, a blend of memory and make-believe.

When I initially read this excerpt from my journal, I wondered about the little girl who needed to organize when she would relax and feel her feelings.

Channel of life and the most graceful current.

Ode to Simone Weil.

When I am out of sync with my Soul, my belly tells me.

Heartache is its own wild.

What I dream is what I receive.

Isn't it glorious to spot something magnificent and entirely out of reach? 

What makes a life worth living?

The more we remember something, the more our memories become susceptible to story.

It is a private process, this falling in love!

What do we do with big feelings?