The Child

Hurt. Guilt. Shame. Defeated she stays trapped. Wrapped up in a tight cocoon. Longing to be a butterfly. Free. Flying free. The cocoon, however, stays hidden shut. Broken. Damaged. Bruised. The child remains buried in layers upon layers of silk. She cries out in the middle of the night. Craving to feel, craving to be something more than what is already there.  “Help,” she whispers. “Help.”  The cries go unheard and the child remains unnoticed. [...]

Understanding Darkness

Darkness can be this enteral black fog, that swirls around your energy, sucking out the light, and love. Darkness can be the tears we cry when we have nothing left to give. Darkness can be finding out you or your loved one are dying or have an untreatable illness. Darkness can be depression and anxiety, the thoughts that cloud our head, make it impossible to carry on. Darkness can be trauma, a storm that never [...]

Memories From My Grandmother

I wrote a poem for my grandmother once. It was a Christmas present. I talked about her homestead, our homestead. The small house in the Acadian village, the clam flats across the street. The island in the middle of clam flats. We called it Cow’s Island. The long winding shore road. The view of the Catholic Church. The warn down fields behind her house. The land we wondered when we were children when my mother [...]

Why Butterflies?

I like to think of butterflies as messengers. They often show up in unexpected places and at unexpected times. They are messages of hope, love, and soul. They are messages of faith. They are internal life and life after death. When I see butterflies, I am reminded that there is more to life than death, I am reminded there is more to life than just existing. Symbols of butterflies are messages from spirit, from my [...]

Transformational Change

At 3 am, I awoke from cold sweats surfacing back into my body from a forgotten dream. This was nothing new. I was waking up around this time for the last several nights. Some dreams I remembered, and others like this one were forgotten. Despite being forgotten, all my dreams seemed so real. So true. As if my soul had left my physical body. A voice echoed in my head. Thoughts began to race. Going back to sleep [...]