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27 November 2017

I found my son’s suicide note yesterday. I have been sober 14 years and 2 days now. My brain automatically looks for patterns. Common denominators. My mother attempted suicide, too, and my ex ran several states to get away from me. His mental state has deteriorated, from what I’ve heard, and his family blames me… Read More 27 November 2017

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Otherwhere

Since my adult son went missing I’ve learned to value connecting with people, even as I draw away.  My story has invited others into a circle of loss where mother-empties are the norm, where lifeless bodies and missing ones evoke a common grief, where no one backs away from the abyss in our gaze. The… Read More Otherwhere

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Two hundred twenty one days of lossfulness

It’s been, let’s see– May – 31 days June – 30 days July – 31 Aug – 31 Sept – 30 Oct – 31 Nov – 30 +7 =221 days. I do this mental count like it somehow gives me a handle on things. Counting. What is that, anyway? You count what counts? What? 221… Read More Two hundred twenty one days of lossfulness

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Shadow work

“According to Jungian Jolande Jacobi, in psychic inner reality the archetypal Shadow is a symbol for an aspect of the self (1959).    When we cannot find a way to work with our shadow through our dreams or in other ways, it becomes a symptom in our outer world. ” From http://www.eupsychia.com/perspectives/defs/shadow.html In the compilation of shadow… Read More Shadow work

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Exploring grace

My assignment this week with my writing partners is to articulate my definition of grace because I’m finally narrowing my focus on the theme for my WIP, Out of the Woods.  I thought I knew this definition, but when my partner asked me, I fumbled for what I meant. After our meeting, I stumbled across… Read More Exploring grace

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Wrestling with the story

For the past few years I’ve struggled with what I –and others–have perceived to be a gaping hole in my memoir.  Today I realized that the gaping hole is actually the end of that part of my story; I think I need to focus on excavating what I already have and delete what comes after.… Read More Wrestling with the story

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Snow White could give lessons on giving the cold shoulder

I am always the Princess. I am Snow White, surfacing from a coma brought on by the apples of knowledge that both my mother and stepmother gave me.  I almost want to stop right there and leave it for you to noodle on–but I’d rather root the whole fairy tale up and dump it all… Read More Snow White could give lessons on giving the cold shoulder

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That Which is Forbidden to Exist

“When we are told that something is not to be spoken about, we understand that to mean that this something should not exist- should not, cannot, must not, does not exist. In that moment, our reality and, consequently, our lives are distorted; they become shameful and diminished. In some way, we understand this to mean… Read More That Which is Forbidden to Exist

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Out of the Woods intro

When I was little, my mother read fairy tales to me. She never read stories about fainting princesses who languished until a handsome prince rescued them. She read Little Red Riding Hood to me, and Hansel and Gretel, and Babes in the Wood. When I learned to read, I read them every night before bed. … Read More Out of the Woods intro