June 2009
18 posts
reblog from May 31st 2009
Two-Handed Vascillation
So, I’m home again after my weekend away…Home to a sink full of dirty dishes; home to scatterings on the floor that are the vestiges of my disorganized packing; home to unmade beds; and to my family’s curious and questioning eyes. I know they are probing me to ascertain my mental and emotional state. That’s one test I’ll probably fail. It was...
up to my knees in mud
So, I just had two friends in a row, calling to see how I am doing. I know they care…they care a lot, but they feel helpless to be able to help…other than by praying, which I know they do. My family cares also….some of them more than others….but they too are left feeling powerless and also then, stuck with their own needs unmet, because I am the one who should be meeting...
re-bloginating myself
Funny how God ties things into packages in our minds… Takes a sentence here, a paragraph there, a Scripture passage, a comment, a blog, an incident…. and weaves a tapestry of meaning for us. People often are in doubt as to how to hear God’s voice and how to know it is Him speaking. For me, this question is difficult to understand…. He is really pretty persistent when He...
Shout Joy!
Shout Joy By Madeline L’Engle O sing unto God and sing praises unto his Name magnify him that rideth upon the heavens praise him in his Name Jah! shout it cry it aloud upon the wind take the tail of his steed and fling across the sky in his wild wake Jah! he cannot be caught he cannot be fled he cannot be known nor his knowledge escaped the light of his Name blinds the brilliance of stars Jah!...
Just in case you were wondering:
Maybe you are wondering why the “lunar” references? It’s for several reasons. One is that my name is another name for Aphrodite, the goddess of the moon, and also because the moon was thought, years ago, to be associated with madness. The word “lunar” comes from the same root as the words, “lunatic” and “lunacy”. Also, there is the monthly...
I am sorry for my prolificity yesterday (is that a word? If it isn’t, it should be.)…I am often like a child with a new toy when I start a new blog and since tumblr is new to me, I had to fidgit with everything until I figured out how it works.
I’ve been checking out some of the other blogs that are on the Mental Health Bloggers’ Directory. It was an interesting thing to...
a question of confusion
I am confined within my nights’ dreams…
Cannot escape the swirling morass
Of mind’s invention and eerie unreality;
Bizarre characters parade through my thoughts
And my eyes corner them—
Brief flickers as they pass in the daylight.
My nights are interwoven through my days…
And I am unsure of my skill at discerning
Between fact and that which
Is the nightspawn of my fractured mind.
I think,...
pinned wings
My dad once wrote a poem for me (cool, huh?) after my first suicide attempt and the resulting psych hospitalization. Just prior to my meltdown, I had been in a performance given by my college choir, singing with the West Point Cadet Choir in the beautiful mini-cathedral/chapel on the grounds of my college. In the poem my dad likened me to a butterfly…
So many times in my life I have felt...
An Introduction
I’m am tumbling over to this blogsite after a bad experience on a former blog of mine… The world has its share of “creeps” and it was my misfortune to meet up with one and I needed to get distance from his eyes and comments. So bear with me as I learn the ins and outs of tumblr. I find that I am also hesitant to open my soul again online… “Once...
