To sit with our own grief, without filters or desperate squinting towards an elusive silver lining, is Love. Its not the warm fuzzy kind. Its the kind that breaks your heart.
depression
Burning the Past
"I should burn all my old journals." I only wish I could backtrack and remember what thoughts led to this one. The thought swelled so large and overtook my brain that all other thoughts were totally swallowed up and forgotten. Perhaps it was one of those rare moments of divine interruption, when the guidance you … Continue reading Burning the Past
Dwelling Deeper Within
Discontent. Restless. Call it depression, if you will. Nothing satisfies. Everything has lost its appeal. "It seems that I've completely fallen out of love. Nothing impresses me anymore." -4/9/09 The well-meaning Christians always told me that this feeling was an indication that I needed to "press in" more with the Lord. The world and all … Continue reading Dwelling Deeper Within
Mercury meet-up
Party party in my brain, don't mind me, I've gone insane! I just wanted to write a blog post about absolutely nothing. I was feeling very mischievous in a way I describe as mercurial. But hey, check it out, Mercury is passing the sun. No wonder I feel like this. There's so much astrological activity … Continue reading Mercury meet-up
when the grass is light
I have this habit of sorta sabatoging myself all the time. I'm starting to wonder if I fell into this recent pit of depression for the sole purpose of blogging. Scratch that. That makes no sense. Either way, I've fallen into this pit and I'm not sure how to get out at the moment and … Continue reading when the grass is light
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