JOY–as it should have been

...and so m etimes that's the only way it can be. These are such crazy mixed up times we live in. These pictures tell the story all by themselves. Alex. With a crossbow. I don't know exactly what they look like but I know he usd to have one. I give him a little but … Continue reading JOY–as it should have been →

More Drawings from Philhaven

About My Father

My favorite dream when I was a little girl, the most special, was the Purple Throne Dream. The Throne was distant; magnificent. Where I was, near the Throne, at the bottom of the ocean, was a case full of pearls, rubies and other jewels, half buried in the sand. This 2as me and my father … Continue reading About My Father →

Do cats have souls?

I enquired about this of the Lord when I was tearing this place apart before being admitted to the hospital. the answer was " Yes." I didn't ask about any other animals. Like dogs. or the sacred Hindu cow. or horses or lions. (Would they be classified alongside cats or no?) something about cats is … Continue reading Do cats have souls? →

ENCOUNTER

it started here at home. I had been seeing strange things in the local community, then, something that I was struggling to put aside. that night--before my father threatened me at gunpoint in my mind, with a revolver that I think he has; he said "Get out in 5 minutes." this time I knew the … Continue reading ENCOUNTER →

humor

I heard a harmless Hollywood joke on t.v. years ago: "Early to rise and early to bed Makes a man healthy but socially dead!" Taking Clozaril is like that. It knocks you out at an exact hour every night; there is no escaping it. And you can't tolerate a drop of alcohol. With that and … Continue reading humor →

UNME contd

well I tried to suggest something in that post that didn't come out clearly at all. my psychotherapy started in the height of the years of accusations of sexual abuse, providers of all kinds were being yanked from ordinary practices and daycare into jail; and were let out years later as innocent. I was terrified … Continue reading UNME contd →

A Man a Monster

this is about my father, a one-time derring-do, a Robin Hood, a Jack Sparrow; a Bond; James Bond. what happened? God checked in with me around this time last year and said He was ANGRY. I understood but I didn't. What it was about. And then I was all over the place online and wound … Continue reading A Man a Monster →

un.bon.mot

shoulda named it as such! but it was late at night and I was so tired [italics] As I get myself together after eight months [bold] in horrible hospitals, I begin to be EXCITED. TWO n a half WEEKS putting my life back together is beginning to resolve; but I'm still fearful. The thing about … Continue reading un.bon.mot →

Denouement–the Harvard Advocate

Finally I am able to detach myself from the cause of saving the undergraduate literary magazine at Harvard in the 80's, the Harvard Advocate. Someone close to me at that time said that he would love to see the Advocate go down under me. I just didn't understand. I had only been on the magazine … Continue reading Denouement–the Harvard Advocate →