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Nobody with No-body.
Loving myself, meant loving my body. All of it. For 40 years I felt one form of body shame or another. My innocent nakedness was shamed early by my mother. Her favourite story to tell on every occasion, even to… Continue reading
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I am not I
I am not I. Continue reading
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Silent Stories have Guards.
Silent Stories have guards. The ones that cannot be told. Wrap themselves Hide themselves Find a dark place And without permission Without choice Build their fortress. Build their army. Hidden to protect. Hidden to fester. Hidden to haunt. The story… Continue reading
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Silence of the Lambs.
It wasn’t (just) what happened to you. It was the silence you had to keep. The silence you had to protect. The silence of the truth that could never be said. For Fridays Frosties. Keep the peace. Daddys not going… Continue reading
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The Last Judgement.
The last judgement is the day we’re no longer afraid to be alive again, it when we come back to our real state , our divine self, where we feel a communion of love with everything in existence (Don Miguel… Continue reading
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The Lies on Trumans Wall.
Im definitely not going to be the first person to give some thought to the themes in the film ‘The Truman Show’ which was released in 1997 (I think), in fact on of my best friends wrote her Masters thesis… Continue reading