In the midst of all the chaos .. I draw my world in around me like a cocoon… making the space inside small and manageable and safe. I stay curled there, waiting for the end of the world… or for the right time, right sound, right silence to tell me the apocalypse has passed once again and it is safe to unwrap my shield and fly away free. | |||
The Undissolved Bather Speaks
2-18-06 This blog used to be filled with my writings - but somewhere - over years of being ignored, it's contents disappeared. ...
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If home is where the heart is, I’m not sure I have a home. My legal residency is in Arizona – but it has not felt like home for decades. My ... -
As someone who was engulfed in extreme fundamentalist Christian dogma until my mid 30s - I understand the belief of so many good people th... -
Molly never met or even talked to Savannah Angel. She did see all the pictures I plastered on Facebook, like ...
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