I woke up last night (or should I say this morning) at 1:30am. After using the bathroom it took me an hour to go back to sleep. I used a sleep 'talk-down' meditation and it worked. Apparently, I needed an external voice to block out the ones in my head that wouldn't shut up. I... Continue Reading →
Deep drum beats and a bass line that Arouses my steps under dark clouds;I skip through puddles to a beat that isMagickal, that only the wailing of a guitar brings.The zealot in me raises her face to the wind,Ice blots the morning apples of her cheeksAnd freezes her to the bone; but there is a... Continue Reading →
I used to be so wild. A little girl with fantastic worlds in her head where she played the main character, usually as the witch, making potions with pond water and algae as the minnows danced around her spell work. Where did that young witch go? I grew up and left her in the woods... Continue Reading →
I sleep to the digitally enhanced sound of thunderstorms. I love the strange comfort the rolling rumble brings, like a weighted blanket for an afternoon nap; but I haven't heard it in its natural state for years as its growl doesn't reach this far up north like it did in the sultry summers of my... Continue Reading →
I began a new journaling practice I learned about online called 'morning pages' where you write at least three pages in a journal, long-hand, first thing in the morning. It's a way to clear out the clutter in your head before you start the day. I have been doing this for six days now and... Continue Reading →
CW: Brief talk of suicidal ideation I’ve always been a loner. Sounds cliché, I know, but it’s true. I joke all the time about my introverted ways, laugh at memes about how quiet we are, how we flake out of plans at the last minute, and am sometimes proud of the fact that I can... Continue Reading →
(The quotes in this post, unless indicated, are from Zen and the Art of Happiness by Chris Prentiss. I highly recommend this book to anyone looking for peace.) “The Universe does not make mistakes.” I have been seeking my place in the Universe for as long as I can remember, from the crowded bleachers at... Continue Reading →
The only excuse I have for being absent from this blog is that I have gone through changes (as have all of us), both beneficial and unfavorable, enough to make one sulk and wallow in their own self-pity. Usually that's my shining moment to write but, months ago, my love for writing had become a... Continue Reading →
Journal Entry, 8 May 2020, 10:44am I've never been satisfied with my life because I've never been good enough for others. T___ died; K___ ignored me; and P____ was never there, and since then, I've been afraid of committing because I'm afraid that they'll suddenly disappear. So, I throw all attachments to the wind; I... Continue Reading →
Mysti Gayle 