After Kenny died, my day was split into three compartments: grieving, numbing out, and distraction. The grief was intense. Had I allowed it free rein, I likely wouldn’t be here today. I needed to absorb and integrate, to feel into nothing at all, to clear out of the painful shards without actually doing anything. I …
Category Archives: vulnerability
Holy and Broken Love
I’ve been listening to performances of Cohen’s ‘Hallelujah’. Listening and singing along, paying attention to the verses that vary from version to version. Today they struck a different tone for me and got me thinking, wondering, feeling into the depths of love, and how we say we love, but realizing that most of the time …
A Bedtime Story
Are you ready for your bedtime story. You are? Okay, then snuggle down into the blankets and put your sweet little head on that fluffy pillow. Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Luna, who lived in the fairytale woods. She had a puppy dog, Miss Soffie, a cat called Cat, and …
Stepping Forward into the Despair
I’m not sure I can even write about this or if there is any point to writing anything at all, but alas, it seems I cannot not. Writing is what flows through me, an avatar, a seemingly personalized window into the here-now. This one is no more important than yours. It is simply my unique …
Dylan, You Had it Wrong
“Rage, rage, rage against the dying of the light.” Beautiful words, which once understood are pure bunk. Resist death. Honor life with your resistance. In your resistance you can find meaning in life. Dylan, you are so very wrong. From this premise flows all that is sad and lonely, painful and struggle-filled in life. Rage …
Back Where I Started
Rather than spending time discussing whose version is right and whose is wrong, I think I’ll spend the rest of my life with everyday people, those who are simply living, loving, doing their best with the life they’ve been given, and let them show me their secrets. I’d like to know people better, to see …
Amaya Gayle 