Journey – What if…

In Search of Belief

There is a tenderness just there, just under my bones, in the place of heart and meaning, layered with pain, memories, and tears. Can you tell? There is a yearning for understanding. For deep understanding. I want to believe in a god, In The God, in any god. I don’t. I […]

by Ellen S.

Another Perspective

by Ellen S.

CONTINUE: a poem

Happy New Year 2020 everyone via CONTINUE: a poem

by Ellen S.

Trusting, in Layers

Her work was to trust, and she studied and thought and studied more in trying to make trust just something she did. Her trust had grown in a way she had not anticipated.

by Ellen S.

How Do I Live?

We make up ideas about where we go when we die and typically think it will be much better or much worse than life here on earth. I think we just die.

by Ellen S.

Floating in A Dinghy in the Ocean…for Now

The great atmosphere of light, and shadow allowed wounds to be released and fly through the cement lacework, out to the sky.

by Ellen S.

I Am Not Who I Think I Am… I Am Not Who You Think I Am

my partner is my dog and I live in a room in a house with a family I met through an Airbnb rental. And, I am mostly happy!

Anger and fear are drivers that often seem drunk. They lead us down conversations we might wish we had rather not had.

by Ellen S.

Exploring the discomfort of Life…More of That

“Alice laughed, “There’s no use trying,” she said; “one can’t believe impossible things.” “I daresay you haven’t had much practice,” said the Queen. “When I was younger, I always did it for half an hour a day. Why sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.”

by Ellen S.

Sometimes We Don’t Know

Inside I know everything is working out. Not by magic and not by force, but by letting possibilities unfold.

by Ellen S.

Lost to Someone Else: An archival Account of Childhood

The thing was, I still felt some part of those houses belonged to me. Well, they certainly belonged to my memories.