L.D. #13 THE END

I’m starting to be comfortable with telling ‘her’, my inner layer of mesoderm being- somatic body ruled by my heart’s subconscious, the story about my Love Daemon, never actually happened. Instead, L.D. 0,1 and 2 are a psych-otic[1] dream sequence I confused for reality. Sensations in my body (while I was dreaming) convinced my mind…

Jasmine

Jasmine has a sweet aroma, delicate and intensely floral. Without citrus or bergamot though has a musky undernote. * Enamored by the idea of fragrant garden in moonlight, And loving glossy vining evergreen, I keep trying to have one cultivated. * After my third or fourth attempt, I’ve finally got one that seems to be…

War -What is it Good for?

I ask myself this question after I see yet another shocking New York TImes headline - with the legless torso body of a young soldier receiving advanced rehabilitation. Proving yet again, our limitless healing potential. War used to be a few days raiding and pillaging in order for a tribe's harmony to be appeased. Light…

L.D. #12 A complaint statement (first draft)

Here's a letter for our local court system (hey, why not at this point?! This is A-mer-ica, land of no mothers and instead an expensive legal system). I am willing to receive constructive feedback from my readers. Dear Sir/Madam, I would like to register a complaint of verbal assault against Mr. (insert my Love Daemon’s…

A Musing about my Love Angel (L.D. #9)[1]

Sometimes I wonder what I would do if ‘he’ showed up here, actually? He could one day, I’m ~ sure of it. AS if I could be sure of anything, that is. Which really is nothing[2]. Anyway what if he did, would I need to make a big fuss about it? Broadcast and cash in…

Lamed  ל

The path of Lamed ל is our experience of day-to-day decisions we make to stay in our commitments towards those we love; our corpus of family. Could be pronounced La’ med, l’ame d, or lamed- the latter like caused an ouch. With Lamed’s ל path, as our truths unfold, we may feel a bit lamed,…

St. Valentine’s day Tribute[1]

Valentines day is a time of year, landing in February when all bleak and cheerless, and has been already for 3 months or more up here in the northern hemisphere. Coming off of Christmas and New Year's festivities. I love the pretty cards and sentiments of affection between two parties, both personal and collectively. and…