Over the past few months, I seem to have drifted away from the original purpose of this blog, and I owe my readers an apology. My mental health has been in a very difficult place lately. I was unexpectedly triggered by news stories involving the USS Abraham Lincoln, the USS George Washington, and other vessels….
Tag: PTSD
Experimental Song
Capo 6, Standard Tuning, Fingerpicking/Slapping
Day 1
Number of days sober: 1 I desire to be sober again. Escaping hasn’t worked; it is time to try something new. Pausing for a moment of reflection, it isn’t that escaping didn’t work, it is that I outgrew the tool. I have things I would like to do and they are better done sober.
Exploring Options
I’ve recently reopened my dream folder on my computer and have had some interesting ideas spring forth. Before I can allow myself to feel comfortable with the dream, I need to explore why another model of it failed. We were successful in our mission. We excelled at peer to peer groups, financial assistance, and helping…
Community programs
What’s one thing that would instantly improve your city? A program without a building attached to it. This works very well in my small community, the outreach would be very large if more programs existed, ie. our seniors meet every week for chair exercises in the park. I haven’t been because I am not old…
Not Interested
I’m not interested in financial success. I am interested in the voice of my work carrying hope and the reflection of a man on a recovery journey. I have published some collections and priced them; it is because I think there is value and a different audience. People who won’t take time to peruse a…
Drifting
Drifting on the suns debris, Away into ethereal thoughts, Blue sky vast and deep, Orange haze burns away, Far away into ozone, Ferocious winds churning the roulette, Traveling space lanes, Down the expressway, Away from stars, Away, deep in galaxy, Far away, Into the churning reality of eternity.
From the Well of Life
Deep in this well of pain, Slowly pulling myself up the walls, Foothold after handhold, Upwards, movement, towards the end, Far below the water churns with turbulance, Stones pull and fall away, Crashing below causing waves in, the pool of my emotional balance, Upwards, movement, towards the end, Handhold after foothold, Climbing out the well,…
Steadfast
I stood against the wall, Steadfast and secure, Tide surged out carrying tears, Heart in hand, Looking across the sandy expanse, Life, here, Here I am again, On lonely shores, Full of cheer, Shouts of jubilee, Life flows journeying onwards.
An Insight into My Motivational Landscape
My views will not be normal, and they will depart from logical structure and lean into emotional reasoning. I’ve been thinking a lot about the journey across the churning river that held me back. It was a mixture of logic and emotions that were difficult to sort. So many moments created shock waves in my…
