“Ellie-May! Stop climbing and get in this house right now!” screamed Ellie-May’s grandmother from the kitchen window.
Inspired by the timing of what my eyes read and confirming what my heart knew…
Inspired by a walking meditation…
Loved By You
It was a hot summer day in the town of Fagoo and wiping my sweat was all I could do.
The dog-cat, the left and right road, the fight (forgotten), the eating-emptying and his voice
“When you don’t get what you should have as a child, it can be much more painful to get as an adult” Joel Olsteen
“Where are the fuckin’ flowers!”
Where would I be if…
“Hey Gurl. You got so many curves I could get lost on your block.” “Chile, do you mean curves or curbs cause I got both and unless you wanna get…
I was on edge, shaking, nervous and placing my dream chips on my Vagus nerve, risking everything (almost). I knew what to keep.
“Maybe all the definitions of co-dependent are wrong. Ever consider that?”
He was not an actor but in my opinion deserved his ten minutes across from James Lipton on the Actor’s Studio.
Regret was a signpost for opportunity and improvement. It was defined by choice and selected like blindfolded vote from among bags of moment to moment emotional variables.
There was blood in the bath water
Mama was a bus driver.
My hair was still wet from the shower when I turned the bedside lamp off for the evening.
“Why do you want to hold my hand?” he asked.
I found a tree several years ago that upon hugging led me to find a peace in my writing that previously had not been achieved. I hug it every night…