How To Draw A Straight Line (Or Boundary)
A boundary is a lesson in consent. It’s rooted in a sense of self. Who you are, says what you allow.
A boundary is a lesson in consent. It’s rooted in a sense of self. Who you are, says what you allow.
Most of us are entrapped in boundaries set by other people that have become prisons. Boundaries are only good when you set them yourself.
Is your first thought of a stranger an uncharitable one? What do your judgements say about you?
Last week, I drew a line and said, “I’m done. No more. Goodbye.” I have lived through the dreadfulness of limbo, the sheer callousness of men who will not spend a minute reflecting on their feelings. And you know what? It is just not that important any more. 2017 wrecked…
We are a world of screaming and no conversations.
February brought a lot of gifts and a lot of lessons. Hear that, 2017? Lessons don’t all have to be hard and suffering-riddled. Well, perhaps not true.
John Green books place teenagers in horrific situations (cancer, accidents, abuse). Still ‘Turtles all the way down’ is a different kind of monster.
When science & facts fail to prove causality, one must turn to belief for survival. Maybe there is no such thing as causality but it helps me cope.
I’m writing this post a little late since last week was such a flurry of activity. I performed at the Unerase Poetry against Drug Abuse event. And in the week leading up to it, I also got quoted in a Mid-Day story about using poetry to bring awareness to this…
‘Harriet the Spy’ is about a 11 year old girl who is gagged by family & system and forced into therapy. Reading helped me crystallise my own identity crisis.