The lock down months have brought a large amount of focus on talking and supporting those of us with mental illness and our new members who have previously not felt mentally unwell. I have been curious how this is going with others because talking to friends and family during my lifetime of mental illness hasContinue reading “There is no talking in mental illness…”
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that undulating beat
I scheduled a ninety-minute session in float tank Saturday. The salon was incredibly quiet and smelled of cleaning peroxide. It was warm and felt like a good space. The pod itself looked like something that was going to be launched into space, the water slick and warm. I could hear my breathing, heart beat andContinue reading “that undulating beat”
The ‘paradox’ is only a conflict between reality and your feeling of what reality ‘ought to be’
I had to take a break because I couldn’t think or settle, so here goes… There was a fugue in my head for months. So loud, so abusive that I could not think or sleep. I had to get my meds adjusted and now there is relative quiet, comparatively speaking. I managed to get aContinue reading “The ‘paradox’ is only a conflict between reality and your feeling of what reality ‘ought to be’”
Rupert (2002 – 2020)
You left me today during a tremendous cloudburst, fierce, like the miniature jungle cat you were. When I finally walked outside to breath the sun broke through. And as I tilted my face toward its warmth and light a rustle of leaves and a purposeful wind rising up. The elements? Or was it you remindingContinue reading “Rupert (2002 – 2020)”
Inside a broken clock
I have not been just absent from here, but from everything. Sometime in April I fell into an oblivion. I drew a long conscious breath on the 3rd of May. I only know this because I felt compelled to write but never posted because, suddenly, I was back to the shadows. I first blamed itContinue reading “Inside a broken clock”
There ain’t no good thing ever dies
The moon looks full, but it is waning, and my friend is preparing to leave this reality. Cancer is her escort. It is breaking my heart. I have never known a woman so strong, so vibrant, so happy to be alive. I feel privileged and grateful to have been in her path and happy toContinue reading “There ain’t no good thing ever dies”
a blanket from the moon
I have been taking magnesium every night, in threonate and glycinate form, for a week. Prior to that I was taking it in oxide form, which is one of the normally stocked magnesium supplements on drug store shelf. This is from the journal article I posted previously about magnesium deficiency: “Magnesium was found usually effectiveContinue reading “a blanket from the moon”
a crooked wand
I tend to lump my compulsions into two categories, maybe I shouldn’t but they seem like two different kettles of fish when I consider them. One is what I think of as my everyday rituals. They are so much a part of my life that I just accept them and play the game. The otherContinue reading “a crooked wand”
You’re innocent when you dream
Being a shut in suits me. But I already knew that. I naturally social distance, preferring to watch the world rather than participate. The strange calm is still here. Perhaps because they gave me three weeks of work before they chuck me out. It is also being away from the stress and anxiety of theContinue reading “You’re innocent when you dream”
Guided Meditations
I have been listening to this guy. Thought I would share in case it helps someone else: https://www.youtube.com/user/MichaelSealey/videos
My Broken Brain 