When A Cross-Dresser Meets An Off-Key Kumbayah

I quit all service-related activities this past summer when I burned out. And I haven't been back at them since. But the thing is, when you go too long with your heart-values being unrequited, something different---but equally damaging---happens: your heart starts to choke on your own values because they just keep sitting there, stacking up inside you. Until they come so high you can nearly taste them crawling inch by inch up the back of your throat, suffocating you for their need to be [ read more... ]

Life Lately

In Me: I'm sitting here inside a solitary moment, unexpected, and inhale the aloneness with passionate affection to soothe and nurture the recent bankruptcy to my quiet-side. The only company kept is a cozy, perfect spot at the vintage, enamel-top kitchen table where just the right amount of sunlight slants through the thin, aged glass . . . to bathe a warm circle between my shoulder blades, balance out the autumn-cold felt in my bare feet. I write my thoughts in pencil just the way they come, [ read more... ]

Life Lately

An inspiration came in the night, an ongoing series to begin here. I'm calling it "Life Lately" and it will be comprised of vignettes that illustrate little happenings around my heart and home. What I haven't decided is whether it's going to be weekly or bi-weekly, but either way, it will look something like the following - with slight variations from time to time. In My Heart: It feels tender at the moment. Quiet. Not many words, just many feelings and wonderings without language. In The Living [ read more... ]