I woke up in a rather weird mood today. I couldn't sleep and fell into a deep sleep only at 5 am. I spoke to a friend of mine in India this week and he said everyone's psyche is messed up with the virus. Our emotional and mental equilibrium is out of whack. Himanish and … Continue reading Strange? Or a sign of the times?
In the fall of 1995, Nov. 4th, to be exact, the Prime Minister of Israel was assassinated. I remember driving the Sea-to-Sky highway from Whistler British Columbia to Vancouver Airport. I was going to a funeral. The year before, 1994, I went bankrupt. I lost my manufacturing business in Montreal and my home. My husband … Continue reading An Assassination and a Funeral
I usually don’t do first-person on my blog but when people come into your life and guide you towards a profound shift, I think it might help others. So here goes. I’ve been suffering from chronic sinus challenges for decades. I had a minor operation which seemed to help—years ago. But certainly, for … Continue reading Past lives? Angels? You decide.
© Lynda Filler Photography Lovers I look for you in darkness moments when my heart skips beats, breathless with longing and I pray for you to rescue me I look for you in aloneness moments full and complete wanting to share in that middle place where lovers go and souls mate … Continue reading Lovers
"Powerful and unforgettable" JackMagnus, 5 Star Readers' Favorite "This is a book every human alive should read and take away the lessons given. If I could give it ten stars, I would. It's that good."J. Sikes excerpt from LOVE The Beat Goes On: 7 Event One: My Cowboy I’ll always remember his faded tan … Continue reading I’m not that kind of girl…
Someone Stole I try to remember yes, I go back but there are years, blank years why is that? I have a few photos they don't speak to me (maybe I'm a Russian sleeper) who are these people? the little girl with blond curls, the rag dolly she carries by one leg … Continue reading Someone Stole
I’ve done it twice. The first time I left an abusive husband. I’d attempted to leave twice before but he always found me and forced me to come back. He would come to my place of work, cause trouble, and get me fired. Or he would get the landlord to let him into my … Continue reading How did you start over after you had lost everything? How did you get your life together? Q
Guilt, Shame & Fear By Stephanie Collins “I can’t stand the feeling of being out of control, so I’ve never had any interest in trying drugs or alcohol,” I mused. “You sure seemed to have an interest when you were younger,” Dad informed me. He responded to my perplexed look before I had a … Continue reading Meet #RWISA Author Stephanie Collins
I have weird thoughts about my childhood. I can only remember two events before the age of 11. The first, I got caught playing doctor with a boy on the picnic table in the back yard of our house when I was 5 or 6. The second event, I was dancing ballet all by myself … Continue reading Childhood Sexual Abuse?
I have a hazy recollection of playing doctor with a boy when I was six. I think my mother caught us. Or maybe I made it up. I really don’t know. Most people can chronicle episodes from early childhood. I can’t. What I do remember is my first job. I was eleven. And I made … Continue reading When I Was Your Age