Passion calls us forth into action. Passion evolves. Passion moves. Passion simmers until it boils. Passion strives. Passion pushes. Passion changes. Passion pokes and prods. Passion speaks. Passion walks through its own flames, screaming loud enough to be heard. But, passion also calls us to rest. revive or recoup … long enough to digest. This…
Tag: Recovery
Sacrifice.
Now that you’re gone maybe you know now that the look behind my eyes wasn’t intended to make you think I had something to hide. It was quite the opposite, as I had an entire Universe to show you but couldn’t find the words because I knew you weren’t listening and never would; not with…
Life Beyond Recovery.
“Healers are Spiritual Warriors who have found the courage to defeat the darkness of their souls. Awakening and rising from the depths of their deepest fears, like a Phoenix rising from the ashes. Reborn with a wisdom and strength that creates a light that shines bright enough to help, encourage, and inspire others out of…
Lizzy’s Cut.
They’ll never understand it like you do. Do you want to spend the rest of your life force feeding fully-throttled throats when they’ll never grasp the way you assemble those pieces left from addiction and mania? It’s not that they don’t care, it’s that they have their own lives to live and what you’ve been…
Booty Trap.
There were no roses on my doorstep. Neither was there a plate full of tacos. Just 4 frantic phone calls in the middle of the night from a drunken man looking for a place to lie his weary head. To the man, who shall remain a mystery, you missed out on me. I became a…
Cutting Ties.
When do we cut ties with trauma, folks? So many of us, myself included, are so accustomed to trauma and those feel-good stints in recovery from trauma, that we have no idea how to face real healing when it knocks on our door. There is a sense of deep-rooted loss that occurs when we are…
Event Horizon.
The Event Horizon is a point of no return – the edge of something big. I’m there. It’s a turning point for me. Have you ever stopped to thank the Universe for being exactly where you had wished to be years ago? Many times, we tend to not even notice the subtle changes day to…
You Are the Universe.
I’m not sure how we spoke fluently then, but we managed. I was pretty much a bonified functioning alcoholic with a photographic memory waiting to go off like a ticking time bomb. In fact it’s how I keep the next chapters stored away in my brain, filed away throughout a chaotic system as it had…
