Tag Archives: healing the past

Onward #writephoto

Talk to me about silence I can’t hear your words A mind closed by fear shuts the ears and averts the eyes while the voice calling out to be heard becomes a child waiting to be seen [Futility] ↓ Last … Continue reading

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Recoding the Cells: A Healing Meditation in Poetry Form #notbroken

A healing meditation in poetry form. Continue reading

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Unfolding #AGirlNamedTruth #memoir

I am still processing love a father’s story offering a truth different from the one I was raised on I am still processing trust and the belief in words I am learning how to weave a new history and to … Continue reading

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A Girl Named Truth

It’s not easy for me to self-promote my first published book, which I have held close for so long. Yesterday, a friend on Facebook asked me how long it took me to write my memoir, and I told her a … Continue reading

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Clearing the Ghosts from the Closet

It was a one of those nights when sleep arrives slowly and is interrupted mid-dream, ensuring that you will recall the scenes upon waking. One of my children was worried about ghosts in the bedroom. “You clear them, don’t you?” … Continue reading

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“Eamon” v. “Elizabeth”

Second in the series about the power of names and what we can learn from them. On August 30, 1973 a child was born inside the bedroom of a tiny house that looks like a milk carton. She was supposed to … Continue reading

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You Can Leave it all Behind

I was looking through photographs, hoping for an image of baggage and hit the jack-pot when I stumbled upon this one. Baggage and behinds. Perfect! The idea that these kids (mine) were waiting for the school bus, also seemed to … Continue reading

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