One Day and One Dream Later
Sunday evening I agonized over whether to post Presence on Monday morning. Was it long enough? Good enough? Worth anyone taking time to read? Read the rest of this entry »
Telling the Truth
connecting the dots of my life
Tag: Self-reflection
January 7, 2016
“Cherish is the word I use….”
I, Elouise, take you, D….
To love, honor and cherish….
Cherish is the word I use
To complain as in
You don’t have a clue
How to cherish me Read the rest of this entry »
January 4, 2016
Contempt wears many faces | A Dream, Part 5 of 5
~~Unchained Women! Unrecognized, under-rated power to change the subject
I’m on a public street. I’ve just witnessed brutality against two young women, not in real time but in my dream. Now, out of my dream, what to do next? I pull out my cell phone and call 911. Will anyone respond? This isn’t an upscale area.
I kneel beside the sobbing woman Read the rest of this entry »
December 30, 2015
Contempt wears many faces | A Dream, Part 4
I love dreams because I get to rewrite the ending of those that trouble me. This dream troubles me.
Most difficult is seeing myself in Read the rest of this entry »
December 29, 2015
Contempt wears many faces | A Dream, Part 3
If I could make only one wish for the New Year, it’s that contempt and self-contempt would implode. Just wither up and die in the face of courage.
In the meantime, Read the rest of this entry »
December 10, 2015
Contempt wears many faces | A Dream, Part 1
Last week, two days after the December 2 San Bernardino attack, I had a vivid dream. I’ve been puzzling over it for several days. In the meantime, public rhetoric and political talk about what to do and not do about terrorism Read the rest of this entry »
November 11, 2015
My storm has passed
My storm has passed
Vision returns
Uncontaminated by rage
Against what I cannot change
Lament descends
A comforting quilt
Enfolds my aching body
With sweet solemn sorrow
For what might have been
Now a mere shadow
In this dying day
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About a year ago Read the rest of this entry »
November 1, 2015
An Objectified Me | James DePreist
Thank you, James DePreist for this poem. It helps me see myself. My comments follow the poem. Read the rest of this entry »
August 8, 2015
Preoccupied with My Health
For the last several weeks I’ve been preoccupied with my health. Especially with the results of several blood tests. I’ve been anxious and fearful about various diseases, dreading a kind of darkness that hovers just off-stage, Read the rest of this entry »
August 4, 2015
I’m wide awake | A Dream
Today has been almost as surrealistic as the dream I had just before I woke up this morning. I’m still unsettled, and have no great insight yet about it. I recorded the dream this morning. Looking back, it seems to mirror my wandering through this strange day of interruptions.
I’m wide awake lost in a maze of hallways
filled with small shops and out-of-sight Read the rest of this entry »
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