The beautifully mysterious subjectivity of mental illness is too often lost in the noise of objective, authoritarian voices that dominate...

Going home to a place that Faded away With time, with life, with age Survival is death. The heavens in my eyes opened up Flooding me...

Intentional carelessness is the act of purposefully choosing not to attach ourselves to what happens or to what happens as a result of...

How can we appreciate the roses When our bread is nearly gone When our bread was Stolen from us last week. How can we feel any happiness...

What happens in our minds and our actions are mutually influential. Our minds offer us the freedom to be open, continually metamorphic,...

Recently, as I presented a casserole made for my grandmother out of a certain canned spare animal parts product, with love as only such a...

The safety of my home Is a luxury I may no longer Be able to experience Is a privilege that may soon be Lost to me forever. As I sit here...

You haven’t heard a lot from me over the past year. I won’t bore you with excuses, except to let you know that I experienced a prolonged...

Last year, I made a pact with a fellow friend, who shared with me the momentous occasion of turning 40, to do 40 things to celebrate this...

The first day of school was always a day met, for me, with both eager anticipation and deep despair. While it was a joy to get dressed...

As a young woman, I spent a lot of time in the library. It was more than a place to kill a few hours every day in-between school and...

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The humble dandelion is one of my favorite flowers. They joyfully brighten up otherwise ordinary lawns, offering visual variation through...

Going to a concert, for me, is always a luxury. I sadly lack the excess resources that would be necessary to partake in all of the...

Ever since I was a student in Mrs. Scarcia’s French class at Trexler Middle School in the 1980s, I have longed for the perfumed air and...

Purple has always been my favorite color. I love to wear it, surround myself with it, and integrate it into as much of my life as...

It is a bit surreal that I am writing about records on a blog — and hopefully most of you know what a record is or if not can imagine...