LOST helps me emotionally process my life…

With each splinter, every fragment of our ever-changing world, I sense our universes spinning off across an infinitely expanding multiverse.  What might have been and what could be, spiral in ever-widening circles as our paths diverge indefinitely.  Through a looking-glass, I glimpse a future, blazing with hope and transformation, as I stand, straining to shed […]

clothesline therapy, the sequel.

I come through the front door soaking wet. It had been awhile since I had stepped through that doorframe. Earlier that afternoon, my tires had been low on air.  Luckily for me, the heavens had decided to unleash the second coming of the flood this particular afternoon.  My Australian boots barely kept out the deluge […]

the aftermath

i come to you, foolishly, wisely
asking for change.

you drop a silver coin in my hand, saying
“such as this you will become.”

and the tremors begin.

i want to be brave. to be righteous.
to be untainted, to be free.

to love, to know and be known.

to mingle my soul with yours.

but it seems that the hellish traces of my fractured self
can only be burned away and consumed
by the most harrowing of fires
with a gravity and smoke
that crushes the spirit
at least for 24 hours

and it starts now.

i’ve dragged the blackness into my lungs
and tumbled far beyond any normal human’s reach.

i’ve marred myself
and you in the process.

and still here,
in a tangled heap
where tears melt and freeze
in disconcerting polarization
i crack under the pressure

a faint draft cools my tongue
a whisper, a sliver of hope rushes forth
and i see the muddied stars crashing and birthing and exploding overhead
and i think i trust you through the process.

i want you to brush the hair out of my eyes
and peer beyond the mortared defenses
and deep into my shame and wounds
with clarity and grace.

i want to feel your arms enfolding my neck
and the small of my back
while our breath mixes and blends
in silent intimacy
and you,

never loosening your grip on me.

reliving Inglorious Basterds

So I watched this movie for the first time last night.  And I could NOT get over how ridiculously awesome Brad Pitt’s character was.   This is for my own personal record of awesomeness. Brad Basterd:  Yeah, in a basement. You know, fightin’ in a basement offers a lot of difficulties. Number one being, you’re […]