my body is so weak, fragile and broken that I did not have the strength to go through the door
Hell of a Maze – My Plan Not My Purpose (part 5)
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My heart racing Thumping Vibrating my eardrum Will I make it through? Sweating Remembering Why? What happened? What caused it? Should I inhale? Leave?! Deep breathes Calming thoughts Outweighed Breathing slows Thoughts increase Fight, fight, fight Fight thoughts. Fight him. Fight it. Lying down but body still erect Emotions skip To another body until it’s over -TanyaG... Continue Reading →
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My Plan Not My Purpose (3)…2 min. read
As I walked each day to clear my head and shed the tears of regret, I begin to devise a way to say "I messed up. I am sorry. I am lost to my next step."
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Crossing the Bridge Into a New Year (4)…2 min. read
Almost the end of the year and I am feeling overwhelmed, heavy-hearted and anxious for the new year. I have typed and erased this blog more times than I would like to admit. I wrote a post about the new house. I wrote a post about some people in the neighborhood then I wrote a... Continue Reading →
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Holes in My Shoes
In the shadow of the lonely nights we often wonder about the missing pieces of our lives. We take many steps in the shoes that we wear. Some by choice. Some by force. We walk in these shoes carrying all the weight of the world. The weight so heavy that holes appear in those shoes.... Continue Reading →
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Cannot…
Photo by Tanya Graham © 2016 All words & images by Tanya Graham unless otherwise noted.
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Mist of the Rubble
Standing up in the mist of the rubble has proven difficult for most. Many of us have taken up refuge in the middle of the rough edges and broken pieces of friendships, marriages, communities, dreams, and success. We have been trapped in what seems like the bottom of a building collapsed by the instability of... Continue Reading →
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Living in the Wrong Paradise (part 3)
Today July 8th, I craved peace but peace did not come. My truth was filled with visions, feelings, and hopes that were as dark as the night on a back country road in the deepest woods of Georgia. This darkness that reminded me of the late night nightmares that haunted my spirit and soul could... Continue Reading →
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Can I Come Up…
Can I come up to the place that keeps you sane? Where the wind blows all your cares away. Where the freedom pushes you to soar in the universe of opportunities. Where the clouds impersonate your long lost imaginary friends. Where the beautiful blue sky takes you into a day dream filled with miracles that energizes all your senses. Where the squirrels... Continue Reading →
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