letting go – What if…

Dear Mom,

Though you wouldn’t have chosen it and didn’t feel like it, we were warriors together, you and I. I love you for giving me that. 

by Ellen S.

Ode to Corona April 2020

The Earth, the Universe, all living creatures are calling us to step forward, see our humanity.
Calling on us to rise to this momentous occasion.

by Ellen S.

@BEunsettled Travels with Henry

I am leaving again. For now, we will return to the Bay Area for the holidays, and then I don’t know what is next for Henry and me.

by Ellen S.

Hearts that Ache

Hearts do ache, that is part of their job, besides love, besides expand, besides contract, besides ache.

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.

Boomerangs and Geraniums, A Retrospective: A Jumble of an Ode to a Divorce

like a boomerang spun out into the sky, with unbalanced aerodynamic force, winds its way back to hit the very place it was thrown from, hitting us smack in our righteousness.

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.

4/2/17 On my way out of town, I stopped to see the first remodel my ex and I designed and he built with me lending a hand, shoveling out a cat skeleton, some tossed syringes, and other unsavory things from the garage. It was a druggy dump that we turned into one of my favorite homes, […]

by Ellen S.