Category: diary
Flash (R)evolution
I am moving house. Well, apartment to house. Still renting, but I am spreading out, sort of. Whenever I move I find stuff - lots of writing especially. I write a lot, but it doesn't mean I type it, or file it properly, or share it. The discipline is in the order, not the action for me. I don't know when I wrote this, I suspect right before moving to Arizona, 2006/2007, while I was leaving my husband and living in a basement in Brooklyn.
100 things that made me grow (2018)
I became stronger, braver, softer, and far happier than I have been in a very long time.
Icarus Redux: American Sentence ~ Day 67 of 108
You can't fly with someone else's wings when you've clipped your own.
the day is full of possibility ~ American Sentence 64 of 108
chilly mornings are made for scenes like this
Into the Shadows and We Find Slivers of Light
swimming in the waters of divine discontent, we emerge transformed photo: Holly Troy
True Story – Southern (AZ) Hospitality
Oh, artists in Tucson . . .
Don’t Underestimate the Value of Shining Your Light
Winter means the return of the light! Shine on! photo: Holly Troy
Desolation Coucous
We experienced our grief in a new way – between our teeth, on our tongues, in our bellies. We were full. Our sadness was complete.
Writing for Fun, Writing for Life
Time and again, I have seen how writing can be incredibly empowering. This winter, writing became one of the ways in which I was able to show care and love for my partner while he was going through the ordeal of open-heart surgery. One of the most comforting decisions we made was to write about his healing process on Caring Bridge. The writing was a lifeline for us — sharing broke up the isolation, exhaustion and anxiety that serious illness generates. photo: Holly Troy
reiki meditation – we are stardust (re-visit)
Star dust. The Universe is Us. We can create goodness. I send beauty and love to the world. That’s just what happens.
