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Tired of Feeling Stuck? Become an Registered Behavior Technician (RBT)

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In this body, The feeling pulses through me Can you feel it running, Down your leg and up your throat? Your simple head, Made for strict pleasure, Can you feel the pain, Out of loss and lost in hope? Some small things, Will one day come to pass, And will leave scar tissue, But would you ever cope? If you were in this body, And knew the inner fears, Arising from my heartbreak, Will…

The first…

“My first consisted of immense joy and then crippling sorrow.” -Thoughts The doctor’s bedside manner was “abrupt”. I had few other words for it, but have chosen to stick with this one. The sonographer that saw me first was quiet, quiet, but not gentle. My heart stopped as I was overtaken by fear… Silence… I was instructed to dress, that the doctor would see me shortly. More silence as I cleaned…

Soft pastel painting inspired by Point of Rocks in Siesta Key, FL

Soft pastel painting on painful days.

Soft pastel art on an angry day.

There used to be a time when a blank page would inspire me to write everything within. Now I stare and stare wondering which words will fall out of the waterfall of my soul that just keeps pouring into an endless basin. There are no entrances into this pool surrounded by a tightly knit grove. Was there a thorn on that tree? Was that a leading path overgrown with brush? And so, I close and close…

Soft pastel painting of a beautiful marsh with a cypress.

Soft pastel artwork made by me.

Soft pastel painting done by me.

Soft pastel painting that I made.

My grandmother’s battle is over as of earlier today. Like every situation, you’re left wishing there were more opportunities—to spend with them, to tell them new things, to grow the love between you. Grief is a part of life every day for many people even when they feel isolated in the battle. None of us are ever truly alone because grief manifests itself in many ways. Here are some examples of…

Every Little Bit Counts!

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Digital Art and Quarantine

New modes of sadness. 1. Holding on to a small flower 2. Chin placed on tired hands 3. Eyes looking through windows, hoping to see something new. 4. Chest constricting with each clumsy movement. These new modes of sadness touch the core and come in undulating waves in the darkened sea reflecting the black sky. The stars hide, unprepared for viewing and guiding lost mariners at sea. My new…