Sunday, May 21, 2023

Shorts: April 2023

  To read an introduction and access the Shorts index, click here: Shorts: Introduction

Dedicated to all who suffer in silence...
Which isn't silent at all...
The torment is a far scream from quiet...
You are heard...
      You are not alone...
     We are not alone...

Tuesday, 4/04/23


Leaving Corps twice
In panic
Maybe this is similar
Flight

Is there anger
Simmering under
My non-rest

What is she shares and twists it
Like I didn't tell her upfront
But I did

Be more quiet before I share
No
That's not it

Choose more wisely
But I don't like the word
Wisely

Felt worse after Thursday
Afraid of insomnia if I do
Afraid of more weakness if I don't



Thursday, 4/06/23




Sunday, 4/09/23

Headlamp shines on page
and I wonder, 
When will I write again, draw again?

God I pray... 
please watch over A, to bring her joy
to help her feel safe. 

And my family too.
John, Sarah, Matt
Josh, Natalie

Yerba, Archie, Ozzy
All
And me too... :) 



Wednesday, 4/12/23

How did I start to feel better
this afternoon?
Oh yes, Ignatia the Saint <3

Deer, insects, snakes
squirrels, crows, songbirds
raccoons, chipmunks, possums...
Our backyard family - some

I feel 
life flow through me
though it cannot be seen
with the physical eye

So many projects I start
Some are only almost-starts
But so few I finish

And that's okay
The important ones 
get done

They are all important
Aren't they
Yes, but some have to wait

Goodnight
Perhaps I will sleep
If not, I will rest



Sunday, 4/16/23

Will I ever journal again?
I can't even write my 17 syllables per day.
That's okay, Carol. 

I watched a spider today
Magically float from ceiling to floor
I could not see her silk elevator

Dear God ~ help me accept
Help thou my unbelief
May I have peace. 
May I be.

Reading back through my scribbles
I am reminded
"Yes, you are writing."

Why do you not share
your Shorts?
Ahh...approval
It is a yoke of bondage



Saturday, 4/22/23

Ignatia, the saint, helped again
Could it be she will help
even while on acupuncture?

Lift me, my soul
Through the portal
Into spaciousness
Into possibilities



Monday, 4/24/23

Daughter and partner
Son and wife
I hold you tenderly in my heart

May you spread goodness
Embrace beauty
And shower its bounty

Flowers today
Colors galore
Leafy plants too
And trees
It was magic

The Psalmist panted for God.
I understand that longing.
Did he find peace?

Yes, I think he did.
Jesus was a Psalmist.
May peace abound. 



Tuesday, 4/25/23




Wednesday, 4/26/23

I yawn widely
Sadly that is not evidence
That I will sleep

Quiviviq, Xanax, herbs
And now
I wait



Thursday, 4/27/23

64 today I am
Too tired to write
Received laser treatment #85 today
Happy Birthday



Saturday, 4/29/23

Carol, write your Shorts
with no audience
in mind

Steroids cause
premature aging.
I am 
living proof.

Why is an electrical
outlet
not called an electrical
inlet?


Ahh 
That felt good
to write



Sunday, 4/30/23

I began this journal
My writing of Shorts
To not pen them in shorthand

That changed within 3 months
Shorthand takes less effort
For my painful hands

"How are you?" she asked
My answer...
"Miserable to okay
depending on the hour and the day.
Today, I'm okay." 

But that conversation was last week
Today felt like 3 days
Going from miserable to not as miserable

The highlight?
Feeling the sunshine
Warm my skin and eyelids

Tuesday, May 9, 2023

Shorts: March 2023

 To read an introduction and access the Shorts index, click here: Shorts: Introduction


Dedicated to all who suffer in silence...
Which isn't silent at all...
The torment is a far scream from quiet...
You are heard...
      You are not alone...
     We are not alone...
Friday, 3/03/23

Body, I love you
Tonight you have new herbs
May each cell be happy



Saturday, 3/04/23

I can relate to Shaw
The madness
Yet still, she escaped
I can too 



Thursday, 3/09/23

Writing is difficult these days
Both physically and mentally 
So sing...

Woman
Sitting on bed
Awaiting plumber

Silence
High-pitch tone
I never recall not hearing it

What do I do next?
Wait for the plumber
Then invert, maybe



Sunday, 3/12/23




Saturday, 3/18/23

I screamed last night
Hard and loud 
Consumed by misability 



Sunday, 3/19/23

Breathe in Carol
And now, breathe out
Isn't that amazing?

Feel your fear and anxiety...
Is it a fear of response-ability?
A fear of how others perceive me?

If I double 28
that equals 56.
I do not have that many syllables
in me.



Sunday, 3/26/23




Monday, 3/27/23

God, please bring me peace
Please bring me sleep
Please bring me rest

God, please bring all people peace
Please bring all people sleep
Please bring all people rest

So sad, tragic, horrific
These shootings in schools
These deaths
Little people and the elders



Thursday, 3/30/23

So tired, so weary
Is this all life is
No
I rode my bike Sunday

Two men clapped
And all the trees 
Were dancing

If it is to be
I shall ride outside tomorrow
On my bike, Midnight





Wednesday, May 3, 2023

Shorts: February 2023

To read an introduction and access the Shorts index, click here: Shorts: Introduction

Dedicated to all who suffer in silence...
Which isn't silent at all...
The torment is a far scream from quiet...
You are heard...
      You are not alone...
      We are not alone...

Wednesday, 2/01/23

Undulating pain
Thru my forearms
Into my wrists and palms

Woman, upright in bed
Outstretched legs
Watches the flame dance



Friday, 2/03/23

What is sex?
How does it feel?
All I know are memories and fantasies




Saturday, 2/04/23

February has four syllables
Carol has two
Valentine, three

Gabapentin has four syllables
Marijuana has four
Sleep, one

Elbows and knees, forearms and upper
Wrists and hands, back and ankles
Palms and fingers, shins and soles
They all hurt

Will I ever know
pure joy
again?

I have drifted away
from people. It's okay Carol.
You still have a few.



Sunday, 2/05/23




Monday, 2/06/23

So sad
Longing for affection
Ahh...desire equals
Suffering



Tuesday, 2/07/23

Sun shone brightly
In my sky today
Until the next bout of clouds

Less pain today
I enjoyed the reprieve
More please?

Opps! I wrote in shorthand
And I got messier
Why?



Thursday, 2/09/23

Tired
But I write my syllables
Anyway

Pain in back
and arms and legs
and hands and feet
That is all



Friday, 2/10/23

Pay Discover
Pay Visa
Terminix and Novant

Hubby stands to give the Practice
I soon will lay
To receive the Practice



Saturday, 2/11/23

I wait 'til night to write
when I am too tired 
to write

I wait 'til night to write
when it's too uncomfortable to write
adjusting all my pillow props



Sunday, 2/12/23

Solitude invites
conversation with
the elements

Called AOF Friday
Did not leave voicemail
AOF immediately responded in text

And shortly thereafter, called
We spoke an hourish
I feel the gap in our connection




Wednesday, 2/15/23

Did not write my 
syllables
for two days

Drive to The Saddle
Pop the pills
Drink in the sunset
As I draw my last breath

The company of self-doubt
is not a visitor
I desire

Bask in possibilities
Flying on horses
Dancing on whalebacks

Lift me up
Take me away
Deep into imaginations



Thursday, 2/16/23

What does trust look like?
Sun. Breath. Body.
Kindness. Gentleness. Trust.



Friday, 2/17/23

I trust...

Thru pain, sadness, grief...
Thru flow, joy, wholeness...
Thru suffering...
Thru relief...
Honoring each...

I trust...



Sunday, 2/19/23

Writing my syllables
But not everyday
Living them though, everyday




Tuesday, 2/21/23

Weary
Pain
Weakness
Please Lord, may I sleep tonight

May my heart be turned
toward gratitude
Even while uncertainty roars



Sunday, 2/26/23

Rereading my previous words
Syllables, shorts
Briefs, like underwear

Ruminating, ruminating
May I be free from these
Revolving thoughts

Please, Dear God
I pray again for freedom
From this unforgiving pain
And weakness and fatigue

I feel too sloppy to write
Sloppy in my brain
Sloppy in my hands
Sloppy in my posture



Monday, 2/27/23

Son and Daughter-in-law
Above the clouds
In route to 
Little Down Under