grief doesn’t merely sit. it resides, it burrows, nests, settles in, envelopes. heavy, weighted, ever-present, suffocating my lightness of being that it has replaced.
Tag: grieving
Connections
Thinking over connecting a lot lately. With grieving and depression the last few years it’s something that has been lost, to some degree, in my
The Impossibility of What They Demand
They rest inside me, deeply, persistent in their demands for release. Monsters of thoughts and emotions that are dark with the density they possess. The
Sometimes it’s laughter and not tears
A gathering lately of friends – people who are, oddly, not necessarily closely connected yet are also,more close than can be explained. Tribe. Family. A
Freedom from fear
I want to be free. A simple thought and one that overwhelmed me today. Not just that though…an accompanying thought instantly flashed that what I
whisky sweet 