Category: Healing
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Look For The Glimmers
In a world full of triggers, perhaps we need to look for the glimmers. “And what are glimmers” you ask? Read this 2 min thought-piece to find out!
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“Home” is when you stop lying to yourself
I’m a singer-songwriter and the the official title of my debut album is “Home.” (See Footnote 1) It is titled “Home” because making music creates a space for me to feel completely at rest and at home. It’s a place I can escape to and use my imagination to recreate worlds and images and sounds…
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Are You Good Enough? Part II
This is the follow up to my first article on the question that many people wrestle with in life, “Are you Good Enough?” Keeping Your Peace The context of this article is focused on preserving your peace and maintaining your mental-wellness when dealing with people who are very different from you and who may not…
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Fall in Love
A short introduction to my story and what I have decided to do with what I have been through
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Who Are You?
This poem is about my father who passed away from pancreatic cancer in 2015. He died within 6 weeks of his diagnosis. After announcing his condition through email, he refused to see anyone for two whole weeks. He was a very independent and proud man who wanted to take care of business before letting people…
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Regret
“Do you regret marrying Dad”I ventureWondering if she knowsWhy I ask “No, I don’t regret it” There is a pregnant pauseA naked silence “Why not?”I ask, undeterred “I don’t believe in the word regret” she offers Meanwhile,My brain is busy decodingwhat she’s saying “It doesn’t matter what you believe, but the wordexists mom”I mutter in…
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When Time Runs Still
When time runs stillTomorrowWith hours to kill and moreto follow Where will you be? The night is longAnd the days blendThe season’s goneWith the new trend Where are you now? The wedding bellsAre ringingAnd down the aisleThe Bride is walking But you’re not there Heaven’s singingAll of your songs I’m dreamingOf days long gone Remembering…
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Mangoes
Ripe with aMalfeasanceThat threatensTo engulf meWhole Round, fulland yellowWith that lingeringScentAn inviting sweetnessTo biteInto juicy flesh You’d buy them for meAnd I’d reject them Only to takethem homeReluctantly,If only to stopYou from eatingThemand hurtingYourself Your colonCan’t take itThe two operationsThe growing cancerpushing intoYour peritoneum When you eat mangoesyour intestines get blockedAnd your pain escalates The…
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Grief
They talk about griefIt comes in stages Denial. Anger. Bargaining. Acceptance But do they talk aboutThe stabbing painIn your heart? Do they mentionHow hard it is to trust again?How fearful you feelOf falling in love Giving your heart away again? Do they talk about the hollownessThat you feel in the depths of your soul? Do…
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Using Humor to Disguise Fear or Terror
“Oh, Peter, of course I understand. And I approve. I’m a realist. Man has always insisted on making an ass of himself. Oh, come now, we must never lose our sense of humour. Still, I’ve always loved the tale of Tristan and Isolde. It’s the most beautiful story ever told – next to that of…
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Why David Bothers Me
As a mature Christian, I find it unsettling that after all these years, the biblical David still really irritates and annoys me, and I would daresay even outrages me. As much as I try to put this conflict in my heart to rest, I still find it very difficult to accept that he has such…
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The Cathedral of Your Mind
What do you build in the CathedralOf your mind? Garbage in, garbage outWhat are you watchingThese days? What images play in your mind?How do you like them? Does your spirit senseSomething’s amissOr is it like sleeping beauty Waiting for true love’s kiss Do you feel like you wereMade for something moreThan just another dayOf going…
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Lone Tree
Where do you go for safety and strength? Where do you go to find renewal and hope? I turn to Christ, the author and perfecter of my faith. The same comfort, hope and strength and power He gives to me is available to you too.
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Epitaph
As if life wasn’t hard enoughYou and I danced a beautifulDance of dysfunction As I look backThere were all these signsBut why did I ignore them? Was it because I wasDrawn to the fireAs a moth is drawn toThe flame? You told me life was preciousBut you didn’t knowJust how precious it wasUntil you walked…
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Everything
Everything I amYou see it allThere’s nothingI can hide Nowhere I can goWhich youDo not already know Everything I thinkYou see it allEven at my worstYou love me still How great is your loveSo deep I cannot fathom Even when I failEven when I feel far from youYou are here with meYou draw near to…
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Listen
I rediscovered recently on an older blog of mine that I had forgotten about. My entries in that blog really spoke to me and reminded me of the person I am deep inside, someone that went into hiding for a long time. I wonder if in the process of being married and building a life…
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Home
When old memories, creep upOn you like thatAnd when dust filtersThrough the lightAnd the past isCaptured.In a tiny capsule It follows you backInto the still reposeOf sudden silencesAnd the dogs barkingThe hours drawn outAgainst the day, washed-outLike an overexposed Polaroid The taste feeds back intoThe heart;Into an eternal place thatThe years passingCannot touch And the…
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Scorpio Revisits The Mirror
Boxed in a living, brooding blackHot, crackling fury enraged in the vacuumI crave, I thirst,I am on my knees but Your words break melikeshattered glassand the screaming hammeragainst the door A child, blithelyBouncing, up and downUp and downon the mattress.Even as the worldCrumbles and implodes in the universe ofHer heart and The door is markedWith…
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