When People Think Your Crazy You live in this odd place between the reality you know and the one they try to put you in. It winds itself around you and at times becomes a crazy you learn to live with. It tends to become the very thing you try to deal with each time…

Beginning Again I left the psych ward shocked and still traumatized, but determined to get my life back. I didn’t know that a group of people could wish you ill and scheme to have you locked away. A fitting theme for Halloween, but like everything else lately things were getting even crazier. “A group of…

New Beginning And so each ventureIs a new beginning, a raid on the inarticulate.So here I am, in the middle way, having had   twenty years –Twenty years largely wasted, the years of   l’entre deux guerres –Trying to use words, and every attemptIs a wholly new start, and a different kind   of failureBecause one has only learnt to get…

Mad Girl’s Love SongI shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;I lift my lids and all is born again.(I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,And arbitrary blackness gallops in:I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you…

Light pushes down and out through the cloudssignaling the longer days aheadand reminding me of time spent in the sun.The gentle rush of a breeze that signals springand whispers of summer nights in years pastthat never seemed to end.Bittersweet memoriesthat call me now inquiet moments alone.Rhonda Flanagan :: brushes and textures courtesy of French Kiss…

“Let us not forget this: spiritual consciousness and human thought are quite different things. Thought can begin the search but cannot discover what is real. The human mind can unfurl the sails and start the journey, but then it must stand aside and rest, leaving it to the winds of Truth to carry us to…

dying summer falls gently away. remembering sunny days…laughter, sadness and joy. days shorter and nights longer. a year older…your eyes crinkle now. the sweet embers of bronze memories call from the lakehouse.

  what happens after all your dreams are crushed under your feet…

  Darkness comes early now. Sweeping clouds give way to way to the shadows. Witches dance in the moonlight and another season begins…

 flickering lights from the windows. darkness sweeps across the streets. illusions dance between the shadows as she falls to sleep.