The Many Faces of the Ghetto
I’ve seen a man smile as the mother of his young victim shed tears, tears, tears Old men just sit and shake their heads, “damn! it’s changed through the years!” The children are laughing as they play in the summer heat, and the cops ride slow going down that same street The bass is booming…
Who Am I? The Emergence of a Butterfly
Who am I? Until my sister told me of her quest to find her inner self, I never thought much about that question. So, today I ask myself, who am I? I am person who struggles with being an anxiety ridden empath. I often find myself buried in the brokenness of others, trying to fix…
There’s Beauty in My Brokenness
I thought of you today. I slid down into the tub with the water right at my nose. I emulate you drowning, my heart pounding, hope sinking, mind thinking of ways…to escape. I thought of you today. I noticed in the mirror my panic ridden eyes searching for rescue. As a distraction I contemplate inaction,…
NO More Analogies!
This morning I have written and deleted, written and deleted multiple times, trying to find the right analogies to use to not offend anyone. I couldn’t figure out how to show my support for one group without implying my disdain for others, and vice versa. I have been blessed with a sound mind. My journey…
A Singed Wing
How do we provide inspiration and beauty of flight when our wings have been singed? Repeatedly, we try to take flight and no matter how promising our rise may be, ultimately we end up grounded, broken. I have done my best to remain faithful that my wings will spread and I will take flight. I…
She Became A Butterfly (The Courage of the Caterpillar)
The time spent transitioning can feel like an entire lifetime. The thing about that in respect to becoming a butterfly, for the caterpillar, it really IS a lifetime. She spins her cocoon to move from one life into the next. Then, on the other side of that life, there is something beautiful waiting to emerge.…
She Became a Butterfly (The Caterpillar)
The young caterpillar eats continuously as it outgrows and sheds its skin. It is a process some caterpillars may go through four or five times before it spins its cocoon to become a butterfly. As I filter through the many sheds I have experienced, it is ironic that today is the 16 year anniversary of…
She became a butterfly (From egg to caterpillar)
We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty. – Maya Angelou
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