He is free. He is free. He is free…

And so begins the long journey home… I wasn’t due to make a trip north this Christmas. I wasn’t due to see the snow. I wasn’t due to travel. And I knew the next time I did venture home, would likely be to say a final goodbye. So here I am, on my way toContinue reading “He is free. He is free. He is free…”

The lies we tell ourselves; the truths we adopt.

“It’ll pass,” he says.  But in the moment it doesn’t feel that way. It feels like I’m going to drown.  Like the resistance in me, is going to suffocate me, and I’m going to be stuck in this loop forever.  These words don’t console me, they condemn me… Reinforcing self doubt, anger, fear…    TheContinue reading “The lies we tell ourselves; the truths we adopt.”

That guy didn’t break your heart; your EGO did.

I don’t believe Cavewoman had the luxury or time for heartbreak. Heartbreak is often caused by rejection and betrayal, and I’m not so sure that can exist in a community that shared everything – including food, shelter, children, and partners. In a time before possessions and property, where every person does their part to contributeContinue reading “That guy didn’t break your heart; your EGO did.”