Storytelling & Photography
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Human Experience, Human Truth
A week has passed. On my mind? I’m not sure, I am now just bravely settling into stillness. I have kept a high pace through the strides of the waking hours. I see my home only to sleep, the hours of the day spent evading, Jobs and responsibilities make great distractors. Stay busy fool. Stay…
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Patience, Love Unknown
I suppose this is what they call longing A subtle yearning to dissolve solitude. I think of “him”, whom I have not yet met, Or here but slyly hidden in the shadows. Only time will resolve the heart’s pondering. I wonder often, With non-attachment, Who he is, where he is, Is he living his truth?…
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To the Stars
Here. Here is Calgary. Laying on a chilled wooden floor of an Air Bnb rental basement, Two tennis balls strategically placed under my upper back, Pulsating away physically manifested stress and anxiety. The room is darkness with a soft purr of the refrigerator, With background giggles of two of my travel companions. Before. Before was…
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The Only Way Out is In
Dim lightening, scents from foreign deserts, Smoke gifted with cleansing informal truth. I spent years in the basement cultivating the pull to recovery. Until I heard the urgent whisper, “Come into the shadows my love, its time to begin.” It’s not that I abandoned the ambience of the rayless cove. Sometimes the soul needs what…
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Vulnerability.
Shuffling exhaustion. Drunk tired, barely coherent, Sober as day but wishing I wasn’t. I am here. A place I don’t want to be. But still, I chose to show up. I’m sitting in the waiting room with one word on my mind. The “C” word. I observe a swift closure of my airways. I observe…
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