*This is a true story, though names and places have been changed for privacy. Jacob was born as a poor, inner city kid. Like so many others, his parents’ relationship quickly dissolved into the black hole of alcoholism. His mother worked three jobs to afford necessities. Entertainment for Jacob and his older sister was found…
Category: Family
Warning! Assumptions Prevalent
Since I began spiritual rehab a few years ago, I’ve found that there are very few people I can discuss it with. People nod their heads and furrow their brows. They never ask any questions. They make assumptions. I can see it in the way they look at me right before they change the subject…
Heather, the First Truesday Story
*This is a true story, though names and places have been changed for privacy. Heather was a bright, tenacious young woman who set out on her own at an early age to seek a better life than that which was promised if she stayed in the small, rural Southern town where her family lived. She…
The Shortest Autobiography
Creative writing is one of my favorite things to do. But, writing my autobiography has proven to be one of the most challenging. It’s not for lack of content. I could probably write three different versions – one about surviving a severely dysfunctional family, one about beating the odds, one about encountering the paranormal and…
Bandaids = Love
Like most, I remember specific moments from my childhood. It’s strange, how certain selective moments got stuck in my memory. I guess it’s just what seemed to matter most to me at that particular time. I remember being at a friend’s house once when she got a small cut on her knee. When we went…
The Root of Intentions
My mother had great intentions. She was on a life long mission to convert everyone she encountered to Christianity. But, her approach was too demanding and rigid. It is very sad to say that I honestly believe she did more harm than good. She interpreted the Bible very literally and if she could not make…
The Origin of Children
Luckily, I don’t think my children ever asked me point blank “where do babies come from?”. If they had I don’t know what I would have said, but it might have been something like, “Well, you see babies, uh… well when mommies and daddies, uh… oh look, there’s Dairy Queen, want an ice cream?” Fortunately,…
I’ve Been Gened
Eight months ago I was riddled with fear about whether or not I was doing the right thing. I was on the verge of challenging everything I’d been aggressively taught to believe. Not only that, but I was stepping into a realm my mother would call evil. My mother’s teachings were continuous, rigid, and very…
You Are What You Think
Thoughts are things! – Prentice Mulford Your thoughts have the power to manifest what you choose to believe. Like a boomerang, the thoughts you send out will come back to you and create your environment, good or bad. You are in control of your thoughts and what you choose to believe. Therefore, choose wisely, purely,…
The Story of Serah
She walks without a sound, glides actually, along the riverbank amongst the trees. Her long dark hair is in windswept layers, trailing carefree and soft over her shoulders and down her back. She wears a white cotton summer dress over bare feet or sandals, I can’t tell, because her steps are soundless as if she…
Curse Hunter 