This second week of March, 2022, marks two years since I moved out of the beach house my ex-husband and…
Boggy Memory: Filling the Gaps in the Path to Peace
I have holed up in Blanche today here in central Alabama. It has been a cold, dreary day and weekend…
Abandoning Attachment—Again: Ghost Trees and the Unattainable.
I have tried repeatedly to capture the unique texture, dimension, and outright ghostliness of the cypresses here in Louisiana. I’m…
Integral Lee: Returning to Me
With time, my blog continues to change focus because I continue to change focus. And yet, not really. Ultimately, I…
Wandering: Into the Earth and Out Again.
I am wandering with slight aim. I have a goal of going to Dallas, but beyond that, I am uncertain.…
Love & the Road: the Stuff of Nightmares?
I don’t dream with the frequency that I did before the divorce. Now and then I still have deeply symbolic…
Finding place(s). Finding self. Gettin’ around like the tramp that I am.
Everywhere you go, there you are. To that end— Meet Blanche: compact, good lookin’, and gets around. I grew up…
Daily Existential Angst Diary (I’ll let y’all do the acronym)
**TRIGGER WARNING** UNALIVE ATTEMPT DISCUSSED IN BRIEF. In October 2019, I attempted, feebly, to unalive* myself by trying to swim…
The Weight of Fog: Processing and revisiting the last two years.
I’ve always loved Texas winters. Our glimmering summers can be brutal and suffocating in their airlessness. Winter, at least when…
Busyhead: Anxiety as a symptom of grief
My head is full of bees. Thoughts hum constantly and without direction. Grief has been the strangest animal for me.…