How did you learn to write so exquisitely?
Ellie — A reblog
Published May 10, 2017 by Nan MykelHow did you learn to write so exquisitely?
Rising From the Asthma Gods’ Hungry Pit – A Re-blog
Published May 10, 2017 by Nan MykelOOOOOh! You sure got a lot of stuff out! I feel like collaging psychologically cleans the veins (but not of blood), This kind of expression goes along so nicely with journaling.
My First Ghazal Attempt
Published May 10, 2017 by Nan MykelWILL THE REAL BOOGIE MAN STAND UP?
I first learned without suspicion about
the mechanical steamroller evolution.
How can a moral world flourish under
the uncaring constraints of evolution?
Not a thing but a process sans thought
or heart, this numbed evolution.
The human food chain enacted on tv
should be no surprise; it’s evolution.
What hand was in the glove that delivered
from the womb of time evolution?
P.S. Just found the following in my messy desk but didn’t write the source down:
“Evolution has hidden from us the stuff that we don’t need to know, and that’s pretty much all of reality, whatever reality might be.”
How Do I Get…
Published May 7, 2017 by Nan Mykel
e-mailed replies added to my blog?Eulogy for a Friend (revisited) &
Published May 7, 2017 by Nan MykelCome back, o come back!
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Your death taught me
at far too young an age
the legacy left behind for survivors
of suicide
I was more than a little in love
with your beautiful cheekbones
I could spend an entire class
studying your elegant hands
I felt that you were a kindred spirit
always outwardly so strong,
so cool
so remote
so protective of the vulnerability
that I could sense
below your surface
I tried to reach out to you
after you lost him
to the self-inflicted wounds
but my voice must have sounded
like a whisper
in a hurricane
Even after all these years
I am so very sorry
that we were not enough
to call you back from the abyss
© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved
Shrink re-blog from E
Published May 7, 2017 by Nan MykelSource: Shrink
Pretty well says it all, and more!
Gross
Published May 6, 2017 by Nan MykelThis should be a shot in the arm for the readers of my “Write Yourself into Being”, an encouraging page for journalings.
Did I write that?
Writing is terrifying. When I tip-toed into blogging just over a year ago I hadn’t found my voice yet. Words came out like rush hour into an emotional traffic jam. Being introverted doesn’t help. I’m terrible at giving myself permission to be a real person who occasionally sucks at everything but writing seems to help which is why I keep doing it. If I were writing about gardening or what I had for lunch every day maybe it would be easier but instead I felt compelled to write about life, trauma, recovery and every awful memory from my childhood. What the hell was I thinking? Do you ever feel like that? Have you ever looked at what you’ve put out there and thought, gross. Why? Noooooooo! It’s a feeling like cutting your bangs too short on picture day in middle school. Dear younger me: die…
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It Just Occurred to Me That
Published May 6, 2017 by Nan MykelIt just came to me that we survivors are so busy and judgmental of ourselves for not knowing how to totter on heels that we fail to realize we’re still developmentally learning how to tie our shoelaces. Loving patience and self-encouragement…
Milestones in Recovery: A Future for Mei
Published May 6, 2017 by Nan MykelWhat a writer and human/angel!
For Anyone Who Needs/Wants It…
Published May 6, 2017 by Nan MykelThe meditation below was given to me by a man who lives/lived on top of
Black Mountain, N.C. 35 years ago.
Copied from my Relief/Refreshing page as I was just reading it:
Imagine that you are being filled with a soothing white light that permeates your entire body, then say to yourself the following, as often as seems useful:
I release to the light all my past…
I release to the light all my negatives…
I release to the light all my fears…
I release to the light all my human relationships…
I release to the light my future…
I release to the light my death…
I release to the light my inner self…
I am a LIGHT BEING
I RADIATE the light from my light center throughout my being
I radiate the light from my light center to EVERYONE
I radiate the light from my light center to EVERYTHING
I am in a BUBBLE of light and only light can come to me and only light can be here now.
(Optional: Thank you God for everything).
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