nerve hitting

Namaste blog tribe Sometimes, after my super, sad cranky bits - I feel disgruntle. Go figure. In 2014, particularly residing in a westernized land such as the U.S of A... and sitting at an invite/afford-only table for how the country's run... it's disturbing. It's the reason I escaped in 2002, and the reason I try to educate anyone who feels like listening since I've been back some 34 months. I would never be foolish to blame anything on a cause...

off with the phone

My phone is off. I'm envisioning a turn-on date of Monday, maybe Tuesday. I really want to get on an airplane and gun it back to Australia, but I know that's not going down for a few years. Besides, I came here to publish a book. I've done everything else I said I would, that's still lingering. I've felt tremendously sad over the past few days. It's a dull saddness sunk in the pit of my stomach. Comes and goes, goes and comes. One in ten...

go ahead and get gone

On the day that I met both of my ex-husbands, we started living together. We had many profound experiences together from the second we crossed paths. In both instances, we were married in less than 11 weeks of supposedly being acquainted. The first time it lasted about nine years (infinity, if you ask me). The second time, under two months. It's shocking to think about the different lives that women carve around this planet. This time through,...

the stories, mate.

Namaste blog tribe I've been story-ing lately. I wrote enough love poetry and somewhat nestled back down to earth. It seems like I have stewed long enough and it's time for another story project! Since taking a break from daily blah-ging, I've had time to actually reflect on the life I lived over the past few years crusading from Australia to New York City and smacking myself down in Manhattan's middle guts. I am not an essayist and I don't...
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