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Heartbroken
You know that feeling when that person you thought you’d spend the rest of your life with has decided they changed their mind? Yep, that is heartbreaking. In my youth, I thought I’d loved. My heart broke more times that I can count. I will admit that I was often delusional and that the ‘relationship’…
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I Am a Superhero!
I am an avid dreamer. What I mean by that is that I am one of those people who dreams a lot and often remembers my dreams. When I wake up and I have been dreaming, I am usually feeling pretty euphoric. Even if it’s a “bad” dream and I wake up scared or angry,…
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Pluviophile
Being raised in Southern California offered a myriad of wonderful adventures. Family would come into town and we would take them to Disneyland or Magic Mountain or the beach or some wonderful museum in downtown LA. But not only were there great things to do, the diversity of cultures made for the best food, and…
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Sex, Love and Relationships (Part 2): Touch
He was my first kiss. We were too young to be kissing. In our defense, we weren’t REALLY kissing. We were mushing our mouths together and laying on top of each other fully clothed. We thought we were being adult. I had not seen such things but he had and I was going along. That…
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Walking on a Winter Slumberland
I think I’ve been walking cemeteries now, for about 20 years. If memory serves, I started doing this because I didn’t know what to do with the energy of grieving my mother’s death. Historically I have walked up and down the rows and said the names of strangers out loud. I don’t know if anyone…
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Sex, Love and Relationships (Part 1): Boys only want one thing! (A wee bit explicit)
Gramma was what I can only define as asexual. She never…NEVER…talked about sex except to say, “Boys only want one thing!” Little did she know her drilling that into my head didn’t stop me from having sex. In fact, once I realized I wanted the attention of boys, I also realized I had the thing…
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Primal Screaming
I don’t recall how old I was…maybe 6 or 8 and I had this dress that I LOVED! It was dark blue with a big red apple on the front. I don’t recall the occasion but I was left alone to get ready and the family was coming back to get me. (Don’t get hung…
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Mac Tíre (Part 1)
Pronounced Moc Cheer-a. Irish for “Wolf”. She loved driving for the sake of driving. The smooth road and good music never ceased to put her back on the beam. Tonight she was driving home from an errand. She noted that night was coming on and it would be dark soon so she turned on her…
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Comfort of the Right Company
I’ve never met my father. It was only a year ago that I found anyone on that side of my heritage. Turns out dad died when I was 10. I’ve spent countless hours and money looking for him…apparently in vein. That’s Ok. I’ve been given other gifts. Let’s be clear…I have daddy issues. When I…
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Clam Digger
What motivates people? Was he poor and this was his dinner? Was it the end of his work day and this is how he unwound? …while feeding himself? Was he having people over and this was a special thing he did for guests? It had been raining for a couple of days on the coast.…
Claiming My Voice: From the darkness, the light emerges. 